I wake up and begin training just in time to see the sun peek out above the horizon,
I am a strong warrior.
Just like my father I’ve trained all my life to save my town in case of a certain event.
I prepare for the fire ball extravaganza.
My father told me about this event when I was young girl.
Explained how he stopped this event and soon later hurled.
I couldn’t understand why he had hurled,
He told me he couldn’t explain and it was just a complicated world.
This event only occurred once before.
The next time it arrived however I’d have to stop it some more.
Begins during winter with the sun rising at an unusual pace.
Today I sit again and watch the sun rise.
A thick layer of snow covered the ground in front of my eyes.
The sun rose at a quick speed.
Brutal heat was being propelled toward the snow,
The heat from the sun struck the snow like a blazing fire hitting a leaf,
Snow began to melt as the sun rose at this rapid pace.
I didn’t understand what I was seeing.
Until extravaganza was imprinted in the snow from where the fireballs hit.
This could only be one thing,
The fireball extravaganza.
It was years of training that would pay off today.
Jumping to my feet I grabbed my ice gun and set off on my way.
I knew exactly what to do,
I had to stop this so winter wouldn’t leave.
With my ice gun and shield I was prepared
Ten levels on this ice gun and I began on level five
Shooting at one fireball after another and turning them to snow
I was on a roll
I turned the ice gun up to eight
It was time for ten
I lost control and missed the fire ball.
I hit the sun, and I saw the sun become weak all of a sudden.
No longer feeling healthy and proud I felt sick and ashamed.
I failed to succeed but the heat quickly stopped and the sun began to turn to snow.
Fireballs no longer flew,
The sun no longer shined.
I could only hope that someone’s been training for this extravaganza,
Otherwise summer won’t ever arrive.