My imagination is a little place that I call “my world.” It is filled with excitement and mystery and all the stuff that happens in between – such as, magic and laughter and little panda bears. In my imagination, I am the Queen of all Queens .

I enter my imagination, usually at night, through my left ear. Immediately I smell sweet chocolate chip cookies. It is a fresh scent. I climb up the rainbow staircase which leads to my throne. The throne is made out of soft marshmallows. When I sit down there, I can see the horizon in the distance. I sink back into my throne, snatch a piece of my armrest, and let the soft, white taste melt in my mouth.

I hear horses running in the meadows. The wind rustles my hair. I hear mermaids laughing like wind chimes as they splash in the lagoon. I feel the warm sun on my face. I extend my arm and can almost touch the magnificent yellow rays that travel from the sun directly to me. I see the Empire State Building , the Chrysler Building , and the Eiffel Tower …they are right behind me!!

Wherever I go, I am content, because I know that my imagination is always with me. I just have to touch my ear!

My Spirit, My Declaration

Friendly, good-hearted, imaginative