Enastasia

    I was born on a cloudy day. My first cry was mixed with the wind and couples of thunder. Because I never see anyone who looks like me, I can't really tell who I am. What I am sure of is that I am huge. Nothing is taller than my shoulder, except the sun and the cloud.

    I usually take a music box with me wherever I go. The  box is shaped like a moutain, covered with lots of green trees. When the wind comes, my music box will send out a series of clicking sounds that always make me feel peaceful. I will collect everything that can "sing" beautifully and put them in my music box. (Like behives in spring or birds in summer.) If I am lucky  enough, I may find some watering cloud which is accidentally hooked by the branches on the top of trees. The voice, singing, sounds are what I drink to live.

    I eat colors. The whole ocean is my pot. After boiling the ice rocks, putting a pile of autaum leaves, then it results in the "bright orange". That color is one of my favorit flever, tasting like walking in the mornig rains . I love to examine mixing anything in my ocean pot and enjoy the surprise at the and.

    I sleep whenever I get sleepy. If it is in the day time,  I will grab a rainbow and tie it between two giant trees. Swing the colorful hammock as sleeping on it. As for the night, my bed is a long river coverd fully with stars.

    Thanks to whoever gave birth to me, I adore the world that always fulfills my life.