Imaginative Narrative or Not
When Luna tapped the silver leaf, the whole forest lit up with rainbow light. The animals spoke in soft voices, asking her to help find the lost moonstone.
Jax opened his cereal box and found a tiny dragon curled inside. It yawned, puffing a warm spark that spelled out the word “Hello!”
Every night, Maya’s shadow slipped off the wall and danced around her room. One evening, it whispered that it wanted to explore the world outside.