Once upon a time, after a long day of Halloween, it was bedtime, so I went home with a bucket of candy. I thought today was an amazing day, so I leaped into my bed, wrote in my journal, read a book, and went to sleep. But as I was sleeping, a witch came, and since I was sleeping, I didn't hear anything. With her hands and her floating broom, she cast a spell on me. I was growing. I was passing through puberty. What happened?
I woke up. I'M AN ADULT! The witch left before I could see her. I screamed at the top of my lungs. My mom and dad woke up. "What happened?" they said. They went downstairs and were shocked. "How the jellybeans did an adult get here!?" Dad said. Mom said, "Mya?" I said, "It's me. I know I look different, but I'm still Mya." They said, "Well, maybe you should go to sleep and see what happens." "Okay," I said, and I went to sleep.
A fairy came to save the day. My hero! She waved her wand and I became young again. Now I'm nine, like always. Lucky me, I don't need to go to college. Now I go to the school I understand (but now I'm the smart one because of what happened).
After that, my parents woke me up. "Um," Dad said. Wait, hang on, huh? "You were sleeping," Dad said. "Oh," I said. It was just a bad dream! I'm so happy. So I never became an adult. Yay! The end.