Beep! Beep! Beep!
I open my eyes suddenly. What’s that noise? Oh, it’s just my alarm. Wait! I widen my eyes, I just realized, I’m in space! I’m in a rocket! The rocket slowly landed on hard ground with a bump. The door slowly opened and I stepped out.
By the looks of it I was on Mars! How did I end up here? Is this a dream? Or is it real? Why would NASA let a kid go to Mars? This has to be a dream then.
I start walking towards a tiny silhouette in the distance. It looks like a silhouette of a tiny person! Or is it an alien? This is Mars after all. I keep walking towards the silhouette anyways. If it’s just a dream I’m safe.
As I get closer I realize that the silhouette is an alien! And it’s not as small as it seemed. The alien seemed to sense me, it slowly turned around. I stopped walking abruptly, suddenly this all seemed real. But it’s just a dream, it’s just my imagination. When the alien finally turned around completely I realized that it’s not an alien! It’s a penguin! What’s a penguin doing on Mars?
The penguin completely ignores me and waddles right past me and off into the distance. I start walking again towards another silhouette I see in the distance.
When I finally got to where the figure was standing I realize that it’s a giraffe! A giraffe on Mars. I start walking again and see another silhouette. It was a rhino!
After walking straight for an hour I saw a hippo, lion, tiger, bear, and more penguins! What is it with Mars penguins? Is Mars just a giant zoo!
I start to walk back in the direction of the rocket, I was getting tired and wanted to see other planets. I saw another silhouette in the distance. Probably another penguin. I kept walking until I realized; is that a unicorn!
I started walking towards it when it noticed me.
“Hello!” the unicorn said to me. Unicorns talk on Mars apparently.
“H-hello.” I replied.
“Where are you heading?” the unicorn asked.
“My rocket, I want to see other planets before I wake up.” I replied.
“Do you need a ride?” the unicorn asked offering her back to me.
“Sure!” I started to get on, but I can’t ride on someone’s back without asking the person’s (or unicorn’s in this case) name. But the unicorn didn’t give me a chance and used its magic horn to lift me up onto its back. The unicorn was galloping so fast that I couldn’t talk, just be amazed about how fast the unicorn was going.
When we finally got to the rocket the unicorn dropped me on the ground lightly.
“Have fun seeing all the planets!”
And just like that the unicorn ran away, and I never knew its name! I looked down at my hand, I was holding on to the unicorn’s rainbow mane so hard a few strands came out!
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
I opened my eyes. It’s morning! I have to wake up for school again. That’s too bad; that was the best dream ever.
I start to get out of bed and start stretching. I look down at my hand; the hair is still in my hand! Was that really a dream? Or did I ride on a real life unicorn on Mars?