September's Dream

September is a kid of the ninth Month. She likes to run away and have adventures. She has long and curly hair, and always wears a pink and orange shirt.

One day when she went for a walk on the empty streets, she saw a tiny house. She didn’t think the house could fit a normal adult because it was so small, she could only squeeze into it. After getting into the small house, she sat in a dark corner that had a dirty empty space. Just as she sat down, she heard a “Squeak” sound. She looked up and saw a small man stepping on a quite tall stool looking at her. The small man had hair that went straight up, large eyebrows, and small eyes. He had to stand on something so that he could be taller than September sitting down.

The house was silent except for the sounds of birds outside. September could feel the brown carpet and all of the things behind her. She could smell the rusty smell and sense the taste. But she just didn’t feel it real like a dream. Just then “Ding” her bell rang, and she woke up.