Dinner time

I can’t eat until I write eighteen things I learned in school today. Mum said I actually had to write twenty but I’ve already done two, look.

1. Acrylic paint doesn’t actually wash off.
2. Mum likes her jewelry the color she bought it.

I think if I was a fairy I’d want to give myself a tail, a large orange tail soft as a unicorn’s. Then I’d want to fly. But Mum says that’s clichéd. I don’t know what that is but it’s bad because it means I’m not creative and I want to be an artist one day.