I took my rocket ship to the Moon and got out and went for a walk. I like the surface of the Moon because it’s soft dust. As the dust flew up into the air I imagined each particle was a miniature Moon.
I walked till I got to a crater. I sat on the edge and looked up at the Earth. The Earth started to vibrate. Then it began to dance. I stood up to dance along, but I lost my balance and fell into the crater.
I landed and lay on my back. I looked up into the starry sky. One of the stars said, “Are you okay, Brooks?” I said, “I think so.”
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