Friday, 5 December 2014
(Sparkle the Birthday Monster) ........ I smelled smoke when I opened the door to the living-room. Stood in front of me my parents were smiling. There was a birthday cake with pink creamy icing and birthday candles alight. ‘Happy birthday darling make a wish,’ they chorused. Stood on tip toes I blew candles and squinting my eyes I made a wish. My father dripped some ink on white paper, and a pink dragon grew out of it. I picked it up and admired its wings. I named it sparkle, it was the best birthday ever. Six is a magic age.