Pastel Chalk Line

I squeezed through the door sweep and skipped straight down the porch steps onto the sunny stone walkway! Right beside a patch of green moss lay a chunky cylinder of pale pink sidewalk chalk! I gasped! It was smooth, powdery, and almost as tall as my waist! Leaning my whole chest against its blunt side, I gave a mighty shove. Scraaaape! It rolled across the dark slate, leaving a broad, dusty pastel stripe trailing right behind it! Sweet chalk dust poofed up around my feet, dusting my tiny blue shoes with rosy powder. I squealed with delight, hopping back and forth across my brand-new line!