Sunshine was a creature we had in our world. They are called bogs and they live in the swamps deep in our woods. I was the only human who would dare go into the woods but I loved Sunshine. He was like no other bog. Bogs we’re mean, big, and stinky. Sunshine was little, and nice. I played with him most nights. He never came out durning the day. That was because he was destined to never see the light for it would change how he was different from the others. We always believed that was true and I never wanted him to change from how he was now. His home wasn’t just in the swamps either, he was protected by his cave. Inside the swamp there is a cave for every bog. No one can usually tell where they are though because they are covered by secret spells. Long ago casted by witches. They were here to protect the woods from humans like me. I feel like i’m different considering I’m aloud in. Sunshine wanted anything than to see the light and get away from the darkness. So one day he didn’t sleep so he could be awake from the day time. He got the guts and walked out of his cave. All squinty his eyes started to adjust all he could see was a bright light blinding his bright blue eyes. I found him laying in a ball realizing he was weak. I brought him to my house and cared for him. I bathed him and brought him into my dark room where maybe he would come back and not be affected by the light. Days later he awoke, I approached him slowly he just hugged me and thanked me for saving his life. The light is harming he realized, showing him he did indeed belong in the dark but the light would never be the cause of bogs being rude it was just how they were. Sunshine was special and it wasn’t because of his name it was because his name meant that he was the only good bog which made him so special.