The boy begins his morning by getting out of bed and running straight to the bathroom. He then tiredly walks back yo his room and puts his good shirt on this morning. He slips his pants on then his shoes. The boy walks out and watches the sun rise with the array of red, orange, and yellow. After this he go and says good morning to the sheep. His favorite sheep is a little white female with a black spot on its left back leg. This sheep was the first one to respond to him. He would feed them then water them and sit with them for hours upon hours. The little sheep with the spot would come by and sit with him till he would leave. Around mid day when the sun was high in the sky the boy would go out and gather some plant and berries. He didn't believe in hunting and never killed anything in his entire life.
After this he went back to his small shack and ate his lunch with a smile across his face. To finish off the day he sat under the tree and read the only book he owned. It wasn't long but he loved more then his favorite sheep more than his leaky roof and more than his squeeky door. It took him away into a land of magic and wonder. After this he watched the sun go down with its beautiful red, orange, and yellow rays. To finish it off he slept.
