[ cw ] write about the strangest/scariest/saddest dream you 've ever had in less than 200 words .

This is a dream I actually had when I was around three years old and my little sister had just been born. 
 
 I looked around; yellow wallpaper, rocking horse - I was in my bedroom. Except something was different... I looked down. I was floating about a foot off the ground! I grabbed the headboard of my bed so as not to fly too high. `` Hey!'' I yelled, `` Come and see! I can fly!'' I heard people outside the bedroom and the door swung open. A crowd of my friends, aunts, uncles, everyone I knew flooded into the room. But none of them even glanced my way, like they did n't even notice that I was there. They all walked over to the far corner of the room and crowed around something. The were all bent over like they were looking at something small, but I could n't see through the crowd what they were looking at. `` Hey look! I'm flying!'' I shouted. No one turned. I wanted to go and see what they were looking at, but I was afraid to let go of the bed, afraid I would float away.
