By Dominique Rogers

When I go to sleep at night I think of my fantasy world made up of rainbows high in the sky with lots of colors; dancing ponies that can ride miles and miles; magical mermaids with green tails and sparkles all over them, pink and blue; talking dolphins and pretty animals like new born puppies; and blazing green grass with daisies all around me.

When I wake up in the morning I want to go back to sleep and return to my fantasy world. Not now, not all today. Maybe I can stop thinking about my fantasy world, but not in a bad way.