We had to describe a place that was important to us in our childhood without saying exactly what is was in five lines. Guess what it is.

Green hung like a canopy, filtering sunlight and providing perfect watchpoints in the gaps. Wooden seats twisted around the trunk, eventually turning into a staircase of spindly twigs. We decorated the little house with red and white against the wood and green. many memories were spent there, talking and playing, stretching our imaginations till we lived in a forest filled with elves and fairies.

Now it's gone, only living in memories.

Then we had to go home and describe a setting we were in during the week, so I went to my friend's house with another friend that afternoon.

Laughter and babbling fill the room as we fail in an attempt to complete homework. Warm light illuminates our smiles as we stuff our faces with delicious snacks. Answers are swapped and stories of our day bury the maths beneath our hands. Sunlight streams onto the wooden table as we discuss how gxg= g squared. Peace and happiness wafts through the air, filling us with joy.