The Lost Thing Meets the Boy by Faith

After gazing at the sun for about the hundredth time, I looked around me. I noticed this boy walking up to me, he was wearing a white t-shirt, and baggy trousers and it looked a bit like a bin on his back with some weird things inside. Suddenly, he started looking around me with a puzzled face. I was thinking to myself whether I should trust him as he was still looking at me. It was a bit strange because normally everyone would just when I stood up, but not the boy. So, we started playing with a ball and we made a sandcastle and we looked at his bottle top collection. It was amazing.