The horizon lit up with the morning sunlight. The city still sleeps.
The strong aroma of exotic-smelling herbs float in the tom yum.
The little bell chimed as the wooden door opened, revealing puppies.
Here is your burger: beef, cheese, tomato, lettuce, stuffed inside the bun.
My phone’s alarm sounded at 6am and I groggily reached out a shaky arm to turn it off. I lifted the thin, sky blue blanket off my stiff body and got up to stand onto the cold, stone floor, only to find my foot come in contact with Gus’s chubby legs. Somehow he had rolled…
Whoosh! Goes the strong wind, blowing all the tiny flakes from the dandelions.
The fluffy omelette sizzled in the frying pan, oil spluttering wild.
The white ducks waddle their cute little tail feathers, quacking to their friends.
Colours flashed vibrant. The night was loud and joyful in the disco.
The sticky ice-cream dripped from the child’s wet, pink mouth. Ants crawled, excited.