(This was based on a short poem I had written)

In the darkness you walk quietly... Everything was cold... Everything was silent... You felt a chill down your spine with every step...

In the middle of the darkness you see something... Everything seemed hot Everything seemed noisy You could feel butterflies in your stomach...

You get closer and it was a little light in the middle of that darkness... The little light seemed to stare at you... You didn't know what that little light meant... The small light moves and stays in your hand, it was shaped like a small ball...