James had a difficult task, writing in second person and he produced a lovely story. I hope you enjoy it.
With the setting sun making a beautiful yellow painting, you are high in the clouds above the Pacific ocean and the sparkling stars are just starting to shine. You are the nice, innocent boy next door and you are unprepared for a voice in your head that shouts, “Andrew Johns wake UP!” You really thought you were flying, flapping your arms and grinning widely like a chimpanzee. The clouds below you suddenly begin to melt like ice-cream on a warm day and the waters of the Pacific ocean start draining like someone pulled the biggest plug in the whole entire universe and you wake up with a jolt, right in the middle of your class room. “Oh,” you say. Now you really wish you were flying above the Pacific ocean with the stars sparkling in the sky.