The lights that blink,
the rides that whir,
smells and sounds
become a blur

the music from the carousel,
the crowds meandering by,
the wagon wheels rolling along,
the ferris wheel so high

buttered corn and lemonade,
sugary funnel cake,
the laughter and the joy all round,
and trailing in your wake

spinning, soaring,
falling, turning,
up and down and round and round,
for this my soul's been yearning

I had a dream,
'twas fascinating:
it was joy,
it was fear,
it was hope,
it was fun;
it was was every thought and feeling
all rolled into one

and now for some reason,
I've awakened,
and found myself still here,
still living in this wondrous world,
of hopes and joys and fears

And the wind still sings,
it sings to me,
it says, always whispering,
'life is but a dream'...

I surely pray,
through night and day:
I hope I don't wake up.

These are different names that I have found on the internet. If you ask me, unique names are really great to know because then that will make your character stand out. Now I don't mean crazy names, that would be just distracting, but different spellings for regular names such as Ashley-you could make that Ashlee, Ashleigh, Ashli, Ashly or Ashlie! Didn't think of those, did you?
Well anyway, these names vary in spelling and would be great for most characters!

"Let's get you a bath, Emily," Angi says once we are inside. The house is huge. There are arched ceilings, and beautiful worksmanship engraved on every piece of furniture. Even the supersized flat-screen tv is beautiful.
I run my hands over the wooden lion on the couch.
"Emily! Don't you dare touch that without my permission!" Angi shouts in my ear.
I jerk my pale hand away immediately.
"Sorry, An-"
"Don't you 'sorry Angi' me! You take one fast bath, or you are in deep trouble," Angi snaps.
"Yes, ma'am," I say, glad to get away from her.

CHAPTER TWO

The Gnomes are bouncing on the spider's web,
just like a trampoline,
the spider's don't appreciate this
but don't wish to be mean

so they just push a shove a bit
oh, no-- it's quite gentle, sure,
they just want to fix their traps
and the fly cunningly lure

but the gnomes are too loud next door,
they want to have a party,
the spiders rolled their eyes and said,
'We should'a moved away, see?'

A Moon That Shines Brightly
By Falling Leaves

The world looks different suddenly,
and quite a world it is
the house looks like a different realm
the sky's a great green frizz

I'm not alone here,
but I can't quite see the others,
at least I've found a quiet place,
far away from brothers

there they are! they're coming now,
dashing round the bend,
I see a little gnat creature,
perhaps he'll be my friend?

and in the house, all about,
gnomes and spiders dance,
the webs and dust come flutter down--
or up? I have to ask

Passing the time in a rocking chair,
back and forth and back again,
a ray of sunlight through the window
hanging just above my head

The chair keeps time,
a song keeps rhyme,
till Dad comes home again.

When I awake the rain has stopped falling.
Morning dew has covered my face, making my shirt even wetter than it was in the first place. I sit up. It must be early, for it is still slightly foggy and the sun is still rising some.
I feel wet leaves and sticks cling to my hair, but it doesn't matter.
I'll get a home soon. I mean, who wouldn't want to take in an innocent ten year old?
Well, better start getting a move on now, I think to myself.
I stand up and dust off my too-tight kapris.