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The bright, full moon was shining through my 

window on a warm, summer night.   The bright 

stars were out, making the land light enough to 

even ride my bike.   I looked out my window to 

see if there were any constellations out tonight.

  I couldn’t see that well so I grabbed a pencil and 

paper and snuck outside.   I figured this would be a 

good picture book to write about.   Everyone was 

fast asleep.   It was as light as sunrise and humid 

outside.   I laid on the green grass and put my 

hands around my head as if I was watching the 

clouds.   I looked at all of the constellations that 

were up in the dark, night sky.   That looks like a 

rabbit,” I whispered to myself.   “And there’s a 

turtle.”   I quickly jotted down some ideas.   I 

walked around, looking and writing.   Then I began 

to make it fictional.

 Suddenly, a shimmering sparkle came from the 

black sky.   A beautiful girl gently floated down. She 

had on a short, white dress with silver ruffles.   Her 

long, silver hair went all the way down to her 

waist.   Her bangs went all the way down to her 

white eyebrows.    A white star was clipped to the 

side of her hair.The girl even had long, black 

eyelashes.   She also had on silver tights and 

sparkling, white shoes.   The girl also had tiny, clear 

wings and in her hand, she carried a white wand 

with a silver star on top of it.

  “Hello, I am the star fairy.   I make all the 

constellations that are in the night sky.”   I was 

speechless.   My mouth dropped open.   “Watch 

this,” said the star fairy.   She pointed her wand at 

a blue flower.   She raised her wand above her, and 

the flower followed it!   The wand acted like a 

remote to the flower.   Then, the star fairy flicked 

her wand and the flower shot up to the sky like a 

rocket! 

 Beautiful, silver sparks came down like fireworks.  

Right where the fairy had put it, a constellation of 

the flower was up in the sky!   “Wow,” I whispered 

to myself.   The star fairy smiled.   Then she spotted 

my writing.   “What’s this?” she asked me.   “Oh, 

that’s just my story,”   I replied.   The star fairy 

quietly read my story to herself. 

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