So, I thought this was adorable...
I had finally let my dog meet Zeppelin. She's small and harmless. I might go ahead and show you my dog and cats. My dog was on my bed and I just put Zeppelin a few feet away from her. She waddled over and sniffed him. I picked him up and put him near this hideout thing I made from him when he isn't in his terrarium. I'll put pictures on the random page. She then just watched him and now is laying next to his his hideout (which she knows he's in). He doesn't really care and she seems to like him :3 Zeppelin is a chill snake and she's a curious and friendly dog.
I also wanted you to tell me these words in Slovenian.
I plan to have each monster leave an unknown liquid of different colors. I had made my own monster before you started helping me out. I easily made that one but struggled to make any more. Here's some of the chapter where I describe it :
"I was in my rather cold room, asleep. I woke up with an uncomfortable feeling in the pit of my stomach. All I heard at first was the breeze from outside and my own breathing. Once I noticed my heavy breathing, I did my best to stop. Small fast, but quiet, breaths. I started to notice breathing that wasn’t coming from me. I looked down at the floor to see long fingernails scratch my wooden bedroom floor. It left hideous, thin, jagged marks. But, it only left three lines, not five. I reach for my flashlight to hear it scurry away. I shined my light around my room, to see the light cutting through the darkness to reveal a creature I struggled to comprehend. Pale, purple tinted white skin, dirty, grey long hair, and eyes filled with only an amber color and pure loath. It’s purple bottom lip stretched, making whatever black liquid coming from it’s mouth, pour onto the floor. It didn’t have a nose, just two slits. It’s body hunched over like an ape. It looked underweight except for it’s belly, making it look like it was 5 months pregnant. I couldn’t scream, just look in terror. It started to come towards me on all fours. Almost how a baby would crawl. It was beyond disturbing. My breathing became heavier as I failed to yell for my parents.
I just stuttered, failing to spit out the word, “Please”.
It smiled at me. It’s mouth widening to touch it’s ears. It’s hand reached out, black liquid covering it, to grab my neck. At this point, I could finally scream. I saw my Mother run in and the light on. The creature was gone."
I was thinking I'd call the story, "Liquid" or "Substance", but in your language. I also wanted to make the chapters the same color as the liquid left by the monster (also in your language). I will tell my teacher what language it is and translate it for him (incase he doesn't speak it). It'll be an easy way to bring up how you helped me. I'm not sure what colors they'll be yet so, I put all the ones I could think of.
"Some days life is all about your dreams, hopes and visions for the future. But there are some days where life is just about putting one foot in front of the other. And that's okay."