It was a peaceful night, and Luke, Resus, Cleo and I were asleep together in our shared bed. The night sky outside was filled with stars, which twinkled and shone like a polished car. They shone down on us through the window, casting their gentle beams onto our still faces. There’s a secret I must tell you about the stars: when they shine down on people who sleep, a dream happens. And that dream just happens to be ours’....
Luke, Resus, Cleo and I were sleeping on the same star in the night sky. The star was rubbery and filled with gold, glittery water, and Cleo and I were hanging on for dear life while we slept. Down below us, clouds covered a secret world which I won’t go into full detail about, while around us, bedbugs wearing cute little pink and yellow pyjamas slept on the stars around us. Our star was fragile and uncomfortable, and with each night we slept on these stars we got cricks in our necks and we never got a single rest. One night, we woke up to feel our star crack open like an egg, and then break in half. Luke, Resus, Cleo and I fell down from the sky towards the clouds, falling gently with the glitter as we headed through the clouds into the secret world.
It was a dark, deep forest that didn’t look very scary, but there was a cold, crystal clear river running along the middle of the forest. Luke, Resus, Cleo and I fell through the trees and landed safely on the soft grass.
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