Last night I had an insane dream. It was the scariest dream I have ever had. Even though the creatures I saw in the dream were fantasy, they looked very real. I had found a small baby water dragon by the sidewalk. I don’t know how idiotic I was when I picked it up, thinking it was cute.
Then suddenly, time skipped ahead. I was taking the baby dragon to a lake called Lunatic Lake for a walk. The lake was named that because there were rumors of a mad dragon living in the depths of the fathomless lake. Some of my neighbors had seen me go to that screwy place pretty often. That is how I earned the nickname Screwball.
We then went down to the sandy shore. While the little dragon played with the sand, I looked out to the middle of the lake, wondering if there really was a psycho water dragon in there. Then suddenly, the water dragon baby slid smoothly into the water. Even though these dragons are supposed to swim, this baby dragon had never done that before. I yelled and screamed like a crazed child. After I was sure I had lost my baby dragon, I stopped yelling and rested for a while, then started walking home. But after taking ten short steps, I was startled by the sound of splashing. When I turned around, what I saw was breathtaking. A maniacal fully grown water dragon towered over me. My baby dragon was perched on its head. The big dragon was as mad as a March hare for taking his baby as a pet. I started running away like a maniac, yelling, “Please, don’t hurt me! I treated your baby kindly! Please let me go.” But the dragon was way too fast. He bit me in the middle, and I woke up with a start.
I was relieved it was just a dream. My middle did hurt because I was curled up for too long. As I said in the beginning, this dream was very ridiculous.
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