It was night-time. I relished the dinner and went to my room to read a book. After that, I drifted off to sleep. I was almost in a deep sleep when suddenly I felt I was sitting in the car and it was shaking furiously. I hurriedly jumped out of bed with my eyes closed and I wondered, “Oh! Was that a dream or for real?” I had seen a car flying high in the sky.

I slowly opened my eyes and peered out of the window. And there it was! This was not surprising at all but was actually quite hilarious. I smiled thinking about how once upon a time I wanted to fly in the sky. How would it be if we could really live in the sky? Suddenly, I started thinking what if I could even drive in the air to our workplace?

The car was moving along the path in which my eyes were moving. As my eyes went up, the car was moving up. I was really shocked by this. I quickly called my parents. As soon as they came, the car stopped flying and was on the ground. I tried to explain to them that the car was really flying but they obviously did not believe me. They left, and the moment they were out of my room, the car again started flying. I ran behind my parents and convinced them to give me their phone. I tried to record the car flying but then it again stopped flying when I was trying to do so. Hmmm…..I understood that the car was flying only for me when I was the only one present. I thought it was magic!

This continued for a few days and the flying car became my best friend. One day, I got a marvelous idea to write a story on it. The title  decided on would be 'The Flying Car'. It took me a few weeks to complete the story because every time I started writing, the car used to fly up and come to me. Also, the car started talking with me in due course of time. We used to play every day and it used to explain to me the beautiful parts of it. This connection was between me and the car only, so it told me not to share all this with anyone as they would never believe it.

The flying car was a beauty with lots of glitter on it and was made with glass. It was almost like a dream home. It had breath-taking gardens around it on the edges which we could shift according to special rules. There was a unique specialty in it which was that it could increase and decrease its size.

Finally, we decided that whether anyone believes it or not, we do not need to hide anymore from the world. In my part of the sky, every day I began to go to work in my own flying car and come back in it too. People around the world were shocked by this „invention‟. Gravity itself was shocked because this was the first time a human being was living in the sky. Whenever I would look down from the flying car at people, they would fly up balloons at me and wave their hands at me.

Once my story was published, it became very popular and I was praised by many people around the world. Eventually, my storybook was printed in 36 million copies in 30 different languages. I became the world's number one storyteller. I was felicitated by the Prime Minister with thunderous applause from all around.

It felt like I tripped and I realized I was on the ground beside my bed. I looked around dazed and understood finally that this was the best dream ever. I now had a story to write. "The Flying Car" would become my dream turned into reality.  

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