Date: 1/26/2017
By GraceSmith
I was on the busy street near my house and I was with my parents. I saw a kid I thought I knew behind a door but he shook his head. It was confusing and I knew I was dreaming. I looked at my hand and my thumb was too long. I tried to fly but it was hard. I ran and jumped a lot until flight came. So I started flying down the street and around the area. My mom started flying after me! The space became like an enclosure and I couldn't fly beyond certain streets. Eventually she caught me.