"Once upon a time there lived a girl.
She slept in a lovely little cottage made of gingerbread and candy.
She was always asleep.
One morning she woke up and candy had melt down.
Her father blew her kiss and the house felt.
She realized she was lost.
She found herself walking down a cotton street where the people were made of paper like paper dolls.
She wanted to kiss them goodbye, but she just watched as they blew away."

-Why are you laughing?

-Cause it doesn’t  make any sense.

-But it’s better then make sense, it makes you feel.