You Can Dream

• Chieyann Fitzhugh, Grade 6
• Short Story
• 2009

Magic palace



As I hop in to my old fashioned wooden bottom boat. I lay with my hands behind my head I feel sleepy very sleepy as I fall into a deep sleep.

A picture slowly comes into my head I dream of a beautiful garden with lots of frangipanis, jasmine, lavender and blood red roses

Along with big brightly coloured peacocks and cute fluff little bunnies.

I see a shimmering light in the waters reflection of a big white marble palace with the beautiful garden surrounding it.

In the distance I can hear the sound of gushing water over rocks. As my boat bumps in to the riverbank I slowly open my eyes and come into focus, I study the sky and effortlessly sit up, and realize I am staring at a big white marble palace surrounded by the beautiful garden and the gushing waterfall off in the distance

I now realize my dream is REAL