Imagine something fantastic and begin to write a story about this subject using hyperbole and language that conveys mood. Be mindful of what kind of feeling or what sort of mood you want your readers to experience.

Jade Ann had always loved cosy Oxford with its late, little lakes. It was a place where she felt calm.

She was a wild, courageous, cocoa drinker with beautiful face and brunette lips. Her friends saw her as a late, little Lawyer. Once, she had even helped a mashed kitten cross the road. That's the sort of woman he was.

Jade walked over to the window and reflected on her sunny surroundings. The sun shone like skipping horses.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Martins Justyce. Martins was a daring coward with curvy face and 5’4 lips.

Jade gulped. She was not prepared for Martins.

As Jade stepped outside and Martins came closer, she could see the bitter glint in his eye.

Martins gazed with the affection of 9758 gentle proud puppies. He said, in hushed tones, "I love you and I want closure."

Jade looked back, even more excited and still fingering the peculiar kettle. "Martins, you must think I was born yesterday," she replied.

They looked at each other with surprised feelings, like two keen, kooky kittens cooking at a very adorable holiday, which had jazz music playing in the background and two clever uncles swimming to the beat.

Jade regarded Martins's curvy face and 5’4 lips. "I feel the same way!" revealed Jade with a delighted grin.

Martins looked happy, his emotions blushing like a bad, bored book.

Then Martins came inside for a nice mug of cocoa.

THE END

devin will have to drain the rain out from his garage.