I stumble around the neighborhood park, unkowning where I’m going. Black bathes the landscape around me, making it unable to see anything. I squint and focus, but nothing becomes clear. I feel a lump in my pocket and pull whatever it is out. I can barely see that it’s a flashlight. But how did it get in my pocket? Goosebumps creep up my arms and I get an eerie feeling. Like something is watching me. I press the button to turn on the flashlight and the world is flooded with light. It’s not an ordinary flashlight. When my eyes adjust, I discover that I’m not in the neighborhood park anymore. I’m surrounded by bright, vivid flowers in various colors. Neon oranges, soft purples, and bright pinks. Golden flecks drift in the air. Everything smells sweet and fruity. It’s paradise. As I look at the flashlight, I realize it doesn’t have a lightbulb in it. It’s really just a short, fat stick with a button. Then, I realize the golden flecks are coming from it. The flashlight is magical.
This is a WCE (writing contest entry) It’s really short :/ I’m sorry Thumbnail credit: https://www.123rf.com/photo_51631011_flashlight-word-on-concrette-wall.html Ugh looking back at this it’s terrible !!!!
