I was walking down a street when I saw a school full of children. Why are they there? I thought. It’s Saturday! I heard a crunch of something that sounded like a cracker being chewed. The noise was very loud. I had never heard that sound before and had never seen that school. When I went home, nobody was there. My parents were supposed to be home. I’m not allowed to be home alone, so I grabbed a piece of Juicy Fruit (a peach) and washed it. I wondered why I was being such an airhead today. Maybe I was just dreaming. I was about to pinch myself to see if this was real when Ruth Chandler, (who we call Baby Ruth because he was so small) jumped out in front of me and screamed, "Boo!" There were only three problems, One: I couldn’t see where he came from, Two: He was not small, and Three: HE SCARED ME! Maybe the old man down the street, Mr. Hershey, transformed him into a big person. There was a rumor that he was a warlock and his wife was a Pixy Stix disappeared from the tree above me, at that moment, and everything became blurry. I felt a warm hand n my stomach. I was in my bed. "Oh! It was all a dream!" I said, finally realizing it. "Huh?" asked my mother.