Imagination

"Katie?"

The young girl of seven looked up from her worksheet with wide, brown eyes. "Twelve," she answered.

"Yes, very good! Seventeen minus five is twelve," the teacher said, writing the answer on the transparency for the projector. "Now, Brandon, what do you have for number nine?"

Katie looked back down to her worksheet that was completely scribbled on with random drawings of flowers, cupcakes, butterflies, all sorts of cute things. She was no longer in the classroom when she finished drawing a few more petals on a daisy--her pictures brought her into a whole new world filled with endless gardens of different species of flowers, candy everywhere you looked, and critters leaping and sprinting all over the place. This place was like a dream, but it seemed all too real to her.

She was the queen of this land, she was the ruler.

However, with her name being called, she was flung back to reality.

"Katie! I asked if you knew the answer to number twenty-five!" one of her friends whisper-yelled.

She stared at her friend a second longer, pulling her head down from the clouds, then pushed her long, chocolate-colored hair behind her ears and looked at her paper. "Thirteen," she replied.

"'Kay, thanks!"

She kept her gaze on her paper. She knew the material. She didn't have a problem understanding it. However, she couldn't help but let her mind wander... .