The Mailbox's Dreamy Delivery

Aiko lived in a small, happy house. Her best friend was Postwick. He was not just any mailbox. Postwick was tall and green, but he could smile and talk! Aiko loved to visit him every day.

One evening, Aiko looked out her window. She saw Postwick's blue flag waving. But it was very late! What was Postwick doing with no mail to pick up? She felt curious.

Aiko ran outside to ask her friend. "Postwick, what are you doing out here?" she asked. Postwick looked around. He whispered, "I am delivering something very special. I deliver dreams!"

Aiko's eyes grew wide. "Dreams?" she asked. "How can you deliver dreams?" She felt very surprised and excited. This was a wonderful secret!

Postwick nodded his silver head. "Yes, little dreams!" he said. "I take them to children who are asleep." He explained that dreams help children have happy thoughts when they are resting.

Aiko felt a happy flutter in her heart. "That is a very special job!" she said. "Can I help you, Postwick?" She really wanted to be part of this wonderful adventure.

Postwick let out a soft sigh. "Sometimes it is hard," he said. "My dream power feels low tonight. It needs a special spark." Aiko looked at her friend. She felt worried that Postwick was tired.

Aiko thought very hard. "Maybe I can help find a spark!" she said. She ran back inside her house. Then she found her crayons and drew a bright, happy picture.

Aiko came back outside with her drawing. "This is for you, Postwick!" she said. She put her drawing into his mail slot. She hoped it would make him feel better and give him power.

Suddenly, Postwick's blue flag popped up! He glowed a little. "Oh, Aiko!" he said with a joyful voice. "That was the spark!" He opened his front flap, and a shimmery dream note floated out, ready to be delivered.