The dream?

A breeze hit my face from the ocean. I looked down. A turtle!

It looked up at me and smiled. The sand covered it from head to toe. The sunset like my head when I looked at the turtle.

I'll name him leaf. I took him home to find the house empty.

WE OO WE OO WE OO. The siren! I ran to pack my bags. 

WOOSH SPLISH SPLASH. The water went over my head. Down I went in the big deep dark ocean with little baby leaf.

My eyes are wide open. And I can breathe? Where is leaf. My lungs filled with air. Bubbles filled with words what?

(small spaces)

(public speaking)

(getting in trouble)

(getting hurt)

(getting kidnaped)

(dying) 

I gasped. These bubbles filled my body.

I can't breathe!

My body shattered into bits and pieces 

My lungs expanded with air. I'm alive?

I lifted my weak body filled with cuts and bruises. What had happened?

I fell back down. My head hurts. I slightly turned my head to see a little baby turtle.

On the tag, it read. "This is my baby leaf, he is made of glass take good care of him. Grandma."