My room is a mess today—toys are scattered all over the floor like tiny colorful islands.
Books are stacked in little towers that look ready to topple any second.
My clothes peek out from the laundry basket, and my shoes are hiding under the bed.
I stepped on a squeaky toy and jumped, laughing at the surprise it gave me.
Mom called from downstairs, “Time to clean up, please!”
I sighed but started picking up, turning the mess into neat piles one by one.
As I cleaned, I found lost treasures like a missing puzzle piece and a shiny marble.
By the end, my room looked happy and calm, ready for new adventures tomorrow.