Seren B 5G

Where I am From

I am from the big city lights that sparkle and shine like stars as I walk past my old home in New York City.

I am from fluffy white clouds that sway in the wind on warm summer days as I look out to the sky from my porch.

I am from a silly dog (named Brooklyn, she is my dog so I got to name her) that rolls on anything green, thinking that its grass.

I am from a stereo, blasting music at high volume in my room, making my brother get all flustered up when he is doing his homework.

I am from hot summer days with fireworks all lit up, celebrating the 4^th of July with my family when we all meet up.

I am from a bundle of instruments with music sheets all over my room as I practice my viola, getting ready for a concert.

I am from little dog treats for a small dog with a big imagination as I teacher her new tricks.

I’m from a piece of paper, with doodles all over it as I draw what my dream house could look like.

I am from a cup of frozen yogurt, with sprinkles piled high as I walk out of 16 Handles with my friends.

I am from palm-trees and sand, watching the sun-set end as I walk back to my hotel room in Montego Bay, Jamaica.

I am from fluffy stuffed animals decorating my bed as I get ready for visitors to come over.

I am from text messages, chatting with my friends as I lay in my bed with head-phones in my ears so I can ignore the rest of the world that surrounds me.

I am from a silver shining scooter, zooming down my dead-end street with my brother, racing him over and over.

I am from charm bracelets, jingling in their boxes as I place them on the top of the little draws that are attached to my desk.

I am from a rainbow, so colorful and bright as I stare out into the sky and beyond.

I am from sweet lollypops, saving each one up in the candy jar that stands on my kitchen counter.

I am from a tennis ball, tossing it to my dog in the sunlight of the spring.

I am from the bright, shiny stickers that cover my night stand in billions of different colors.

I am from the little ducklings, watching them waddle into the pond behind the houses of my street.

I am from the grass and the trees that shimmer in the sun’s warm rays, as I bounce on my trampoline.

I am from the tulips and daisies that sprout on my lawn in the spring.

I am from a butterfly, letting my imagination fly across the universe.

I am from all the posters hanging up in my room, showing all of my personality.