when i woke up, there was sand on the
bottom of my pants, and leaves stuck to
my coat. i've never sleepwalked in my
life, but i guess things change.

all i can remember is her saying "is that
a group of kids?" no, that's not. those
are trees. crooked, crooked trees, wearing
black sweatshirts, hoods pulled up. they're
looking at us too, i think they might know. i
think they know that we hopped that spiky
fence, they know we walked out onto their
dock. we walked into the water, their lake,
and we swam to the bottom. there we started
a brand new colony. we invited everyone we
missed, and warned them to watch the fence.
you never want to hurt the people you love.
all we ate were cookies, and all we drank
were milkshakes. i don't even like cookies.
we had a grand time, a party if you may.