Dalia laid on a stripped green towel in the backyard, staring at the cloud covered, pitch black sky. Suddenly she raised her right arm and dashed it to the left. All clouds in sight vanished
“Dalia time for dinner!” her mom said violently.
"Oh I totally forgot!” Dalia said franticly. She grabbed a piece of bread and zipped out the door. Sprinting down the side-walk, jumping into her jeep, and went to the woods. She started clearing out what had seemed to be a “Head quarters” of some sort. She saw a faint light. Reaching closer and closer, she thought it would be a harmless little firefly, but was she wrong.