It was late. I couldn’t sleep. I stood at my window and looked out into the sky. I saw a shiny dot ( 发光的小圆点) land* on my windowsill ( 窗台 ) . It grew* bigger and bigger and turned into a ball of light.* I watched. The ball turned into a body and a face. It was a boy. He was small and white. 文∕Barbara Brennerland I had not been sleeping. I stood at my window and looked out into the sky. I saw a shiny dot land * on my windowsill (Window sills). It grew * bigger and bigger and turned into a ball of light. * I watched. The ball turned into a body and a face. It was a boy. He was small and white. Text / Barbara Brennerland