The only thing in sight was sand. Sand. Sand. And sand. The sun was burning blisters on my skin. The heat was unbearable, so I walked on, and on, and on. Climbing up insanely large sand dunes. My bare feet were on fire and I didn’t even care. I couldn’t even see my hands. I collapsed. The only thing is sight was-black. Black. Black, and a face? I was flying through the sky over the dunes and far, far away.

I wake up. I’m not flying anymore but I’m at school and my teacher is speaking to me in a calm but serious voice.