One day I was bored, I opened my grandmother’s wardrobe. There were a lot of coats in the wardrobe. I wore a red coat and I looked in the mirror to see how I looked. Oh my God! I can’t see myself in the mirror. I was shocked. I ran to the kitchen. My mum cooked in the kitchen, but she can’t see me. I ate cake that was on the table.

I was happy. I went back to grandmother’s room and I took off the coat. I went to my mother. My mum was looking for the person who ate the cake. She asked me: “Did you eat the cake?” I said: No, I never ate the cake. My mother laughed and said to me: Why is there a cake on your lip? We laughed.