Abi asks what colour her room might be…

I see the glare of the sun seeping through my window. I can feel the sun burn against my skin.

I sneakily open my door and hear the voices of my family talking about the painters who are coming in today to do our walls.

I go downstairs, then my mum comes up and asks me to pick a colour. She wants me to choose for my room.

I answer back dazed from my sleep, “ but what colour should it be?”

Mum replies and I’m wondering if it’s right.

”That’s your choice,” states mum.

“OK blue!” I shout in excitement.