"THIS WORLD IS BUT A CANVAS TO OUR IMAGINATIONS"

-Henry David Thoreau

My friend Lexi is floating through the air and there are
bars behind her. Then she tells everyone how much fun it is
floating. So everyone starts floating with her and they
float right into a jail. Lexi had tricked them.They are in
the downtown jail at 3:00am and Lexi falls asleep right in
the middle of the street.

I'm in a forest with green

trunks and brow leaves.
The wierd thing is,
I'm very perceptive.
I can see the exact wrinkles
in the bark and the ants
and slimy things on the trees.

For some reason I measure the
distance between each tree.
It is exactly 4ft between
each tree and there are about
150 in the forest. I count
as I walk out of the forest.
Then I get a wierd feeling
I'm not alone but I don't
see anyone or hear anything,
it is silent, but I am so
paranoid and scared.

This time I'm at the same beach and I go in the water and it is really perfect. It is like the whole lake was filled with Brita filtered water.

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