The most realistic adventure story ever written.

 I finished the chapter of my book and set it down. Wow, I thought. I want to have an adventure.

    I was daydreaming of having a dangerous adventure when I heard my mom's loud whistle, signaling that dinner was ready.

    I ran down the stairs to the table, almost shaking from anticipation. I held off my excitement as long as I could, as I scooped the soup into my bowl. Then, after we blessed the food I couldn't stay quiet any longer. "I'm going on an adventure!" I exclaimed.

    "Oh," my dad said. "What kind?"

    "Like the one in my book."

    "When?" My mom asked.

    "Tomorrow."

    "That will be very fun," Mom said. "How was work Dave?"

    "Fine," my dad said.

    And they spent the rest of dinner talking about work and politicts. I didn't care. I was lost in thought, dreaming about my adventure.

    After dinner I did the dishes and then turned on the TV to watch a show. The whole time I was dreaming about an adventure. Where I would use a weapon to save someone's life. After that I did my hygiene and went to bed.

    The next morning I woke up and went downstairs to eat breakfast. My mom was already down there, drinking a mug of hot cocoa. "What happened to your adventure?" She asked.

    Adventure, I thought. "Oh yeah!" I cried. "I forgot."

    "Well are you going to go on an adventure?"

    I glanced at my bowl of cereal. "Nah."

    My mom turned away but I could tell she was smiling.

    After breakfast I went up to my room to read a chapter of my book before going out to play.

    Ten minutes later, I finished the chapter of my book and set it down.

    Wow, I thought. I want to have an adventure.