I walk through the thick woods. I wrap my scarf tighter around me. I’m on a mission to prove that fairies are real. I adjust my glasses and push them up my face “Alright I should be getting close to the spot where I believe they are.” I jot down a few notes in my notebook and keep walking. I hear soft fluttering. I reach into my bag and pull out a jar and carefully unscrew the lid. I see something fly and dart towards another tree. I lift up the jar and catch it. I look down at the closed jar, I poked holes in the top earlier. I see a little fairy. They are about the size of my middle finger. I rush back to my car and head home. I go into my office and I place the jar down on the table and admire the little fairy “This is a huge discovery! I need to start sketching out their appearance immediately!” i open up my notebook and grab a pencil but before I start drawing, I admire the fairy.