William swung his feet as he sat at the kitchen table. "I wish my drawings could come to life!" he exclaimed. He colored a bright green monster with ten purple polka-dotted arms.
Suddenly, a sleek black cat strolled in through the open window. "Meow," it said, "That's easy! Just add a little sparkle."
William's jaw dropped. "Did you just talk?" he asked, his eyes wide.
The cat chuckled. "Of course! I'm Lily, a very creative cat."
"Wow!" William said. "Do you think you could teach me to be creative too? My drawing of a monster can't just come to life!"
"Follow me," Lily purred, winking at William.
They went outside to William's schoolyard. It was the perfect spot, even though it was Saturday and no one was around. Lily said, "Close your eyes and imagine the coolest thing ever."
William squeezed his eyes shut. He thought of his monster, but bigger and brighter. He imagined it with wings and a funny hat.
"Now, open your eyes!" Lily exclaimed.
When William opened his eyes, he gasped. Right there in the schoolyard was a giant sandbox! It had a bright red slide and a yellow swing set that sparkled like sunshine.
"This is amazing!" William shouted, racing to the slide.
All day, William and Lily played. They built sandcastles taller than William and dug tunnels that went all the way to China (or so they pretended).
Finally, it was time to go home. "How did we do all of this?" William asked, gazing at their amazing creation.
Lily smiled. "We used our imaginations," she purred. "Creativity is like a muscle. The more you use it, the stronger it gets!"
William ran all the way home, bursting with ideas. He couldn’t wait to tell his parents all about his magical day with Lily and the amazing, creative powers they discovered together. He knew that from now on, anything was possible!
