So, my little sister, Nina, and my little cousin, Fiona, lived at a camp with everyone from my school, my principals, and my whole entire family, which includes grandparents, cousins, and so on. To test out their new space craft, they wanted to launch me, Nina, and Fiona up into space. We agreed, and they launched us. Our space craft accidentally docked in the Death Star. We were yanked from the space craft, blind-folded, and thrown into another space craft, which had a room much like a ball pit. As soon as the doors were closed, we yanked off our blind folds. The small ship jostled us around, and Nina, being the lightest, was practically flying around the small room, hitting all the walls. For some reason, Billy the Kid's voice came on over the intercom and said, "Alright, we're going into hyperspace, so brace your stomachs!" We jumped into hyperspace and ended up on a run-down old planet. We didn't get to leave the room, but there were windows. Darth Vader exited the craft, shook his head in frustration, and got back in. We jumped to another planet, but this one was far more futuristic and organized. Darth Vader opened my door, gave me a small piece of paper, and told me I better hold my breath. I decided to breath through my mouth, not sure why that worked, and I ran over to a machine on the border of the planet. He pointed to a slot on the machine between two pieces of metal, both labeled 'Socrates'. The slot sucked in the paper and I ran back to the craft, slamming the door behind me, and falling into the ball pit. We jumped again, but this time we ended back at our camp. I was so happy, I jumped out and ran into my mom and dad's arms. They were both crying. Nina ran up and held onto them for dear life. Fiona ran and jumped on her dad's shoulders, Natalina squeezing the life out of her with a hug. Then, Fiona and Nina ran towards the girl's bathroom with little Polly pocket dolls. My dream slowly melted away.