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I've been on a space trip far behind the moon, close to the real stars. In a way, I've always kind of been stuck in this dream. I began to pack my book bag, grabbing all of the things I needed for my voyage. I loved leaving the house around golden hour. I made my way to the front door and yelled goodbye to my mom. Before she could acknowledge me, I slammed the front door shut and sped off towards the woods. A cool breeze gently blew a field of dandelions. The sun was setting and covered the ground like a blanket in a golden glow. Colors were dancing across the clouds above my head. The trees were swaying and the branches sounded like an oce