If I was invisible for twenty-four hours, I would do many things. The first thing I’d do would be to visit Area 51. It’s been a mystery of what’s inside Area 51 for many years, and If I was invisible, that’d be the first place I’d go. It would be cool to actually see what’s going on in there. I have always been invested in the theories about Area 51. Another thing I would want to do is sneak into famous factories such as Coca Cola, Hot Cheetos, and Porto’s. I’d sneak into these factories to figure out their recipes. These brands are very popular and their recipes are kept top secret. I’d really like to figure out how to make these popular snacks and use them to resell as my own brand. The last thing I would do is sneak into an amusement park. I would love to revisit Universal Studios. I would go on every ride without having to go in any lines. I could get a bunch of free food and merchandise. I could also get a bunch of yearly passes so that I can come back even when I’m not invisible. Overall, even if these ideas seem reckless, they are things I wonder about and want to do. If I was ever invisible, these are the things I’d run to first.

One random day on Wednesday of February 7th, 2024, I was on a yacht with some of my friends. I saw this strange thing in the ocean and instead of scurrying away, I jumped right in. It was some sort of black hole but I didn’t really get that part. So there I was, on Candy Island. It’s not called Candy Island, I just named it that since I’ve been here for exactly two-hundred and forty-seven days.

Candy Island is a really beautiful place. The sand is a dim full pink and the rocks are a light blue. The palm trees grow cotton candy and it smells like chocolate and starbursts here! The only real food is the tropical fish that are around the island. Besides the beautiful, tasty island I wake up go every morning, there’s actually quite a lot of cool things to do around here. I made my house out of sticks and wood I found lying around. For days I’ve been adding on to it and I keep making it more sturdy. Every morning I wake up to my DIY rock alarm. I put on my cotton candy clothes, I made them the first week I came here. I make sure to make my bed which is made of comfy leaves I found in a cave somewhere. After that I walk over to my bathroom. My bathroom smells like snickers and Reese’s peanut butter cups. The print on the walls are like scales from the fish. In the bathroom, I have my bamboo toothbrush, toothpaste made out of fresh, colorful leaves, and my pink hairbrush made of sand. I mainly made all of my essentials since I didn’t really have much to work with when I arrived. After getting myself all ready. I head over to the kitchen. One thing about my kitchen is that there are no walls. The walls are pink glass made from the pink sand and it wraps aground the whole kitchen. The furniture is just like the bathroom, covered in tropical fish scales. I open my kitchen cabinets that squeak every time I open them caused by the terrible installation. I sit down and enjoy my freshly squeezed punch that I capture every time it rains. Along with toast with leaves and a touch of sour patch kids. After my sweet breakfast, I head out to go fish. I don’t get really lucky and I only spend twenty minutes by the shore. After that I go look for supplies and candy to keep adding more things to my house. For lunch I eat sour punch noodles with a side of a fresh strawberry salad. Then I put on my cotton candy printed bathing suit which is the only thing I had on before I came here. I take a nice swim and try to explore until it becomes dark. The ocean is a deep, clear purple. It really is a sight to see and I really enjoy swimming. I head home and take a nice shower in the sparkling water. I put on my almond Hersheys pajamas and sit outside with a glass of chocolate milk. I watch the beautiful yellow and pink sunset. I walk home after it turns midnight blue. I jump in my cozy green leave bed. I set my DIY rock alarm and put a mark on the wall to represent my two-hundred and forty-eighth day here. Tomorrow will be the two-hundred and forty-nineth day.

It was a wonderful day outside. The sun was nearly set and the colors lit up the sky. There was a small elephant named Felipe. He was small and had an unusually long trunk. As the elephant pranced happily around the village, he stopped by a nearby park. He saw some other elephants playing tennis and asked to join. “May I join?” Asked Felipe. “No way, you’re too small and your trunk is too long!” Said the other elephant. Felipe became very sad. He never looked at himself a certain way. He liked his long, unique trunk and he loved how he could hide from the other tall elephants. Now he wasn’t so sure. He never noticed how other people might look at him. He walked away feeling not very amused. He walked into this house without even saying hello to his mother. “How was your day Felipe?” Questioned the mother. Felipe left her standing there and he walked to his room. He looked at himself in the mirror and suddenly he began to see his differences. Instead of looking at the positive points of his appearance, he only looked at his short legs and how his trunk slumped on the floor. His mother then came into the room.

“Felipe, you seem so down. What’s wrong my small elephant?”

“Mother, kids made fun of me today becuase I’m too short and my trunk is too long…” Felipe replied.

“Felipe don’t let those words turn around your whole mood! Have you ever been self conscious about your appearance? How can you let a few kids make you feel so bad?” The mother said. Felipe then took a moment of realization. She was right. He liked how he looked. He never thought of himself as such a disgrace. From then on, no matter what others thought, said, or even how they looked at him, he wouldn’t care. “Who cares what others think!” Felipe exclaimed. He never let anyone make him feel less of himself again.