I was about five, and my favorite show was Molly and the Big Comfy Couch.

I was asleep, you know, just fine. And then all of a sudden I’m in a room. It appears there’s no walls. In the middle of the room was a huge couch. It looked old, but it was just so gigantic it was unbelievable. I subconciously realized that I was in the room of the Big Comfy Couch from my favorite tv show.

I sat down on the couch and looked at my hands. I noticed they were made of cloth. I was Molly.

All of a sudden, I saw something. It was the Big Bad Wolf. He really was big, with shaggy brown and gray hair, and big fangs, and bright yellow eyes that were filled with malice.

He started to come at me, so I stood up and started running. But I wasn’t running forward, I was running in a circle. Around the couch. And so was he.

We went on like this for several minutes, neither of us stopping but both of us keeping a steady pace. All the while, his eyes were trained on me, chasing me, never ceasing, forever- then I woke up.