One night, I woke up at 11:44 (to be precise)in my orange pyjamas. I ran down stairs because I was hungry, but I wasn't just hungry for anything, I wanted an orange. There was thunder outside of my window. Finally there was silence and I could hear a strange dripping sound outside. So I walked to the rusty door and mountains of water came rushing in. I was practically under water, so I swam all the way to a door in the distance but then I was back in my house eating my orange. It must have been a dream.