One stormy afternoon , Brett who is 19 and her younger brother Brent who is 18 are in the basement of his house hold. They both have an over sized silk mattress on top of their frightened bodies . Hiding from the evil spirit of the , tornado .
Suddenly every thing stops . Brett and Brent cautiously raised the silk mattress off their shaken bodies , as Brett helps Brent catch his balance . '' CRASH!!!!!!!!" A noise echoed through their house hold. " What was that?" Brent curiously asked .
Shakend , Brett cautiously struts outside and up the slope . A large wide and long shaped figure appeared on the slope mainly white with and orange stripe along the green bottom. " Is that a boat?" He asked himself.
Soon , Brett cautiously made his to the boat . Brett saw a glimpse of light focused on a wooden chest he proceeded to open the chest . but it was locked shut .
"BRENT , BRENT , BRENT!!!!'' Brett shouted and sprinted towards his house hold. grasping Brent`s arm they sprinted proceeding back to the boat. Brent & Brett walked inside." whoa Brett look at this.''Brent said . Brent found a little open treasure chest in an empty fish bowl with a key in it . Brett Grasped the key and took it to the chest and it burst open . a large ray of light hit their faces.
The chest was filled with the sun beaming loot. The the sun was so bright it burned hes eyes .He could use the gold for his future family.''CRASH " "BOOM." It was all suddenly pitch black . why was it so hot ? Brett opened his eyes and he noticed the mattress was on his body . He lifted it off his body and stood up. With Brent below him. He questions ,"WAS I DREAMING?"Brent answers ,"DUH YEAH you were talking and snoring . Brett was laying down back where he started , yet his fantasy was fake . Your dreams may feel like they exist , although your fantasy most likely will be not real.