"Unicorn Of The Clouds"
by
Samantha

 uddenly you turn around and...

I was in a mist of clouds. I saw the sun setting like a king going to sleep. The colors of the sunset bounced off the clouds. The pink of ballerina slippers, the orange of a tangerine, and the purple of a poppy. It was beautiful and magical at the same time. Then I felt a warm wind. It was heading to a white glow. It was white as angel's wings.

It glowed as warm as sunshine. Somehow, the wind and something else made me go there. I stepped and the cloud was soft as cotton candy. I thought I heard a horse snort. However, I kept on walking in thought. Horses could not be on the clouds. But maybe. No. It could not happen could it? As I walked, I thought I saw a gold horn from the corner of my eye. I was getting closer to the glow. Then I saw it, a beautiful and graceful unicorn. It's coat as white as the clouds we stood on. The gold horn twinkled like stars. I felt magical in the unicorn's presence. Then it went black. I woke up. I was in an airplane with my family. Then I saw a cloud shaped like that of a unicorn. It's horn gold in the setting sun. Then I went back to sleep to dream of more fantasy's to come.


  

The End


Story by: Samantha, age 12, USA

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