At 9pm in Anne’s house, 

“Honey, you need to go to bed.” mom says. 

“Yes , mom.” I said. I walked to the second floor and on the left second door inside was my room. I set the clock for tomorrow. Because tomorrow I will go with my friend Lily to the park to play. Then I go to my bed, close the light and get my blanket on. Talk to my little cat, “see you tomorrow.” 

    “What? Is this morning?” I get up, I see I'm on the grass. I see the street on my front. I looked around. “Did you have any people here?” nobody answered me, only the bird's sound. When I walk over to this street, when I go there, the surroundings are all changed. The flower was all behind the street, on the street two sides. Has red, yellow, white, blue, black, pink all the flowers. And I can smell the flower smell. I stand here to feel this special smell of all the flowers and the birds singing the song. This time let me relax. When I opened my eyes to see behind the flower there was a tree, it looked really beautiful. There are Flowering Cherry Trees. Flowering Pear Trees, Flowering Plum Trees, and some I can’t tell the name of flower trees. Then I saw one person standing on the street end. I walk to it and ask “who are you?” He didn't answer me, but he said,  

“Come over.”  I want to know who he is, so I walk. But I feel he was farther than me. I start to run, I don’t know why he is just far from me. I stop, and stand on the street to get the break, but who's he? When I wanted to see him again there was nobody here. Did I see the wrong thing? On the way early just no people were here. So I walk under the one flower tree and sit down, feel the wind and get the rest. Then I sleep. I don't know how long it will last. 

    Beep beep beep I open my eyes and close the clock. So noise, I hate the clock. “knock knock”  “who“ I say. 

“Anne, you need to get up, your friend is here.”  

“yep, mom, I’m coming.” I changed the dress and went to see Lily.  and we went to the park. On the walk I tell my dream to Lily and say “Lily, If I can get back to the dream I really want to ask this boy what the name is.” she says,

“ok, if you can.” 

 “Yep, on the flower street’s boy, I hope we can see each other again.”