Writting

"We're flying!" Goldie shouts as he was crying. 

" I belive I can fly" I yodled. Clouds were everwhere, it was all over the place. 

"Oohh candyfloss! White candyfloss!" Goldie screams. 

"It isn't candyfloss you idiot" I say. The sky was as blue as blue ink. 

" Hey, are those mint slices?" Goldie says.

"Oh yeah! Those are my sister's last ones, I stole them from her" I speak.

" This plane is sure to have good balance" I say.

Bye!