Pexikday
Nora Coen-Pirani | 5th Grade, Room 118
A little Gray Building
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Sarah had wished upon the seeds of a dandelion. This wish was unlike many other wishes. It was quite certainly an almost impossible wish to grant. Several months passed and Sarah waited very patiently for her wish to come true, and quite certainly her wish was granted.
Now, you are probably wondering what Sarah’s wish was: “I wish”...” I wish that there would be an eighth day”...” Yes, that is indeed what I wish”. She said those very words as she watched the dandelion drift away and fall on the ground with a soft thud. Sarah said those words and she believed that one day, her wish would come true.
She was swept off her feet and landed on the very streets of the one and only, Pexikday. Pexikday is a day were the flowers always bloom and the birds always sing with their soft, sweet voices. The sun always hangs low on the horizon, shining it’s bright, vibrant, hidden colors, everyday. Animals happily roam the streets of Pexikday. A rainbow stays, painted onto the sky with six exuberantly bright colors unlike the colors of the seven other days. Sarah sat down and picked a flower which regrew and didn't die. It smelled even more beautiful than the flower itself looked. And that is how Pexikday originated. But you can only go if you imagine and believe in the almost impossible, just as Sarah did making her wish. And for her, the almost impossible came to life.