I don't normaly try the writing contests but lets give it a go. :D

Day 1 Entry: SHOOTING STAR
Word count: /150
A loud squealing was heard threw-out the mansion. The nosy maids, Arel and Jasmine listened cautiously at the door.
"Oh it's beautiful"
"I think you mean bootifool baebeh"
The Donkeh's hiney glistened and seemed to be it's own light source. Mark's hazy eyes melted and shed a single tear. Why had he never noticed before. Why did he feel like a shooting star right now? Could it be some seafood induced delusion? Or was it love?
"I...I think I need some coffee." He regained his wits.
The maids went back to work just as they came out of the room. One coughed "um sir we don't have enough chairs for this upcoming event" A black cat jumped out of the shadows interrupting her.
"I'll see to it tomorrow."
As they arrived at the coffee house the saw a few familiar faces look their way.