When I was young I had a paper route.
I was always afraid to be out on the street when it was dark and everyone was still sleeping.
I hated collecting for the paper when it was dark and everyone was just getting home from work.
I was always afraid something bad was going to happen in the dark of the morn or the dark of the night.
Sometimes I used to dream that when something bad was about to happen I would be flying through the sky off to safety.
Until the other day, I thought it was all a dream until I was talking to someone else who do had a paper route and told me the very same story.
I said to myself that two people can’t have the same situation occur and their not be some truth to it. Maybe it wasn’t really a dream.
In both of our situations someone saw what happened and asked the question “how did you do that? I saw you fly, I wish I could do that.”
I Used To Dream I Could Fly©
By Felina Silver Robinson