Hello lovely people of the internet! I went to school last week, casually walked into class, and a beautiful sight greeted my eyes; writing jotters on everyone’s desks! That may not seem exciting to you, but we only get writing once a week, so I was very excited. As the bell rang and we sat down, we realized that there was a rather strange image on the whiteboard; a sunbaked landscape with the sun itself of a blinding volume silhouetting a dozen balloons floating upwards. It was soon explained that we were to create a story inspired by this picture in just 50 words (that is less than you think), so I sat down and started scribbling away. After a lot of editing my story was complete! It was from the sun’s point of view, reflecting on how humans used to worship the sun and now he is almost ignored in everyday life. The story takes a very serious and bitter path until, at the end, balloons rise above the clouds and the sun realizes the humans remember him after all. Soon my story had been sent to the judges. About a week and a half later the winners were decided. I was not one, but there is always next time….