Last Night's Dream.

There was a 7ft tall purple moth in my room, bouncing from wall to wall. I ran through the house screaming. There were loads of people everywhere - family, friends, strangers... but nobody helped. I opened my mum's bedroom window as far as it would go and jumped onto the roof below.

When I looked down, it wasn't my garden I saw; instead, a forest, stretching as far as the eye could see, miles below.

Then I woke up. It was one of those dreams I really wish would have carried on, just to see what happened... (I think, anyway. Not so much if what happened next was being eaten by a giant moth and falling to my death).