My .P.J.S are long and cozy.
My pajama top is long and black with a big owl sitting on a branch.
My pajama pants are a soft blue with white rain clouds that are almost invisible and dark blue ribbons that hang down.
My pajamas are too big for me and worn down to a soft feel when I put them on my skin gos soft and smooths out.
They live on a old cane picnic basket yearning for night to come.
When I put them on I put them on I settle down and wait for the pictures in my head to start and I slowly drift away.
By Sapphira
1 comment:
i think your story was really gripping and put a great picture in my mind because of your great description keep up the great work,Josie
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