We was at some cooking contest with a big arena and a kitchens all around and a kitchen behind us. My feet started to get cut and I showed her. And I was looking for paper towels to wipe it and she said that they all ways have paper towels. I'm like oh we don't have paper towels. And I started wiping my feet and we went to the side of the kitchen and it was a mat or rug that popped out of nowhere. So me and her was doing social studies stuff where she would tell me to find something and write it down. All of a sudden she came over and tickling me. We started a tickling war. We was perfect. Then I wake up. I started thinking about her and it got hard to breathe. Then I awake from my sleep and think about her(she's a real person) and start thinking about her and my chest felt weird hard to breathe.
