I dreamt that I was an ant, but I had been trown out of the anthill because they didn't think I was a real ant. I had moved to a forrest not long from where I live in real life. I had two new friends: a dove and an owl.
One day my former ant-family came to me to test if I wasn't a real ant after all. I had almost convinced them when they saw that I had two birds for friends. Then they realized that I really wasn't an ant!
