I woke up in my bed, and nothing was really different, except that Benji, our miniature poodle, was standing in my bed, looking me in the eyes. "Hey Puppy, what are you doing here?" I asked drowsily. Benji walked up to me and made to lick my nose, so I picked him up and moved him to my side, not caring how or why he got in my room. But he scrambled away and jumped to my window sill. "Puppy! Come down from there!" I said harshly. The window wasn't open, but I didn't want him to fall. But suddenly a hook that wasn't there before turned on it's hinge, and my windows, which were the kind you slide to the left, shot open toward outside. However i didn't care that my window wasn't the one I had my whole life, my Puppy was standing in front of an open window!
"Benji,sit, sit! SIT!" I said harshly and quietly, so as not to spook him over the edge, and I slowly got out of bed and beckoned him to come to me. Benji however, didn't seem to care and looked out over the forest that surrounds our house. My eyes followed his for a moment and I noticed that what had been a tiny normal crescent moon when I fell asleep was now full and gigantic, larger than I had ever seen the moon before. Benji looked at the forest and made to jump, so I jumped toward him yelling "NO!" but he took off, his legs moved like they were running, but he was in midair, having launched himself a few feet away from the side of the house. I got to the window a second later and my eyes shot downward, almost crying. But Benji wasn't down there. I looked around my room but he didn't come back inside, why I thought he could I still don't know, but still. I finally went back to the window and looked down at the ground. Benji was there, waiting, perfectly fine, with his tail wagging. The grass was a bright neon green, but it didn't light up anything but the grass itself.
"Benji?" The poodle then turned around and ran into the forest, and then appeared above the treeline a moment later, still running, but in the air. "Benji?" I asked again. I looked down, but I couldn't see what saved puppy. I looked up to him again, and he was sitting on nothing, a black poodle-shaped silhouette on the moon.
For a reason I didn't understand, I was compelled to go through the window. Like I said, in my whole life the window had been a sliding door, and even when i was little my dad assured me that even if I fell I could live through the fall. So I put one leg through the strange window that wasn't mine, and felt something beneath it. I brought the other leg forward as close as possible to where my other one was. But it slipped and fell out the window, but I didn't hit the ground, I was sliding through the air, over the somehow bright green grass, and through the woods. It was like sliding on ice, or on wood floors with new socks.
But soon I got to my feet, and I began running for some reason. My feet knew where to go, and I followed the invisible path up above the cottonwoods, and came to find myself in a bright white light. I was standing where Benji was sitting a minute ago. I didn't look down for fear that I'd fall like in a cartoon, but I couldn't see Benji. Did he fall off the path? No, sometimes a star was blocked out by a moving black shape a whiles in front of me along the invisible path. I took it to heart that nothing weirder than this could possibly happen, so I kept running toward the gigantic full moon on the invisible path.
In the distance, unseen, a blue Alicorn sighed deeply and faded into nothing.
