MoPa Creative Writing Post

The night was cold but calm. The boy walked through the green grasslands, pondering what to do next. He sat down on top of a hill and gazed at the moon. It seemed to glow blue on this particular day. he watched the owls fly through the moonlight and their shadows cast upon the ground. He looked down the hill and saw the lake. He was drawn toward the lake and he couldn't wonder why. He got up and walked around the lake and got to the opposite sides through the banks. He looked through the lake. The lake was still enough to look through it like a mirror. He saw the entire night sky through the lake and saw the moon through the lake. But the moon glowed red and the stars were green. He stood in awe and he gazed closer and through the lake, he looked deeper and saw that a single tree was under the lake. The tree glowed a faint white. He stepped back and ran back to tell his parents what he had witnessed.