The day I went to the museum there was lots of interesting things but one of them stood out to me it looked upside down. I couldn’t work out what it was until I turned it the right way round. It said to me don’t do that but in my mind it yelled do it do it. The thing said that the museum was once a town a tiny little town full of dullness and grayness. I yelled out loud as if it could speak to me “but who made this a wonderful place full of joy and fun?” It didn’t answer. It couldn’t.