Coelhao

I was walking around outside my house and I looked at my shoes which had been cut into pieces. Most of the pieces were gone because I had ate them sometime in recent history. I was a little perplexed by this. Why would I eat my shoes? And how would I go on runs from then on? It slowly came to me that I was dreaming.

Ok, I am dreaming. I walk into my kitchen and just try to look around, but things are a little strange and flickery. I pick up my passport, which is covered in strange words, and page through it. I go through it backwards and it looks like a strange book. I get to the picture and it is changing faces about 5 people per second. I recognize my friend Grace's image there. Okay that was weird. I go outside an decide to fly. But I really take off this time. Like a rocket! I end up about five to ten thousand feet above ground. There are lakes below, and I feel myself start to stall and return to earth. I face my palms to the ground and decide I can go higher. I take off again, I watch a tree in the distance turn into a dot, then the same happens to the planet. I wake up.