Time to make my dreams come true

When home I look up at the clock and see that it is only 11 AM. I realize that I have more than enough time to come up with whatever new story I want before my mother gets home at 4. As I run up to my room I think about all the possibilities. I pinched myself to see if I was dreaming. I could make whatever story I want a reality. This was like being a kid in a candy store with an unlimited variety of candy. I tried to relax myself and decide on what I first wanted to make come true. I thought long and hard and finally came up with a scenario to write about.