Cal  looked out of the window and spotted a  plane flying overhead it was only a tiny spot but very clearly a plane, he could hear the hum of the engine clearly as it zoomed overhead.  Grabbing his own plane from the window ledge he ran around his room replicating the movements and the sounds that he had just observed.

He lived on a farm with his parents and his sister Lucy and walking downstairs, he opened the front door and continued toward the adjacent barn.  Cal could hear the grunts of the piglets born a few weeks earlier, climbing over the gate he smiled as they ran toward him squeaking and wagging their curly tails.  His mind was drawn to something his mother had said the previous day, "and pigs might fly,”  he muttered this to himself several times forming a mental picture of a pig with wings.  

He continued to think of this strange concept as he watched the little pink 'bundles' in front of him.  What could I do with a flying pig he thought.  Maybe...I could fly to the moon,  visit my nan in London or take my friends to disneyland.Cal returned to the house, still clutching the aeroplane in his hand.  His mother shouted to him.

“Cal” She said, “I need you to go and get ready for bed its 8 oclock  and its school tomorrow”

“Mum,” he started to protest. 

“Mum, nothing” she continued “Bedtime”.

Stuart pulled a face but obediently walked up the stairs to his room.  Mum appeared a short time later with a glass of milk and a biscuit.  He read a few pages of his 'school book', he quickly fell asleep, his aeroplane still firmly lodged in his hand.  Suddenly he opened his eyes, his jaw dropped as he found himself sitting on the back of a piglet which had mysteriously sprouted wings.   The pig turned towards him 

The pig turned towards Cal and asked, "Where do you want to go?" Cal was shocked and took a moment to believe what was happening. He remembered his earlier thoughts and replied, "The moon." Suddenly, he felt a shudder as the pig spread its wings and flew into the sky. Cal held on tightly to the pig's neck as they rose higher and higher. Looking down, he saw his house getting smaller and smaller until it became a tiny dot in the distance. However, his excitement quickly turned to fear as he realized he was alone.The pig turned towards him 

"Where do you want to go?" it squeaked.  Cal gulped, paused for a moment  unable to believe what was happening.

He reminded himself of his thoughts earlier in the day and he began to think, 

"The moon."  He replied   suddenly he felt a shudder and the pig spread his wings and launched himself into the sky.  Holding on tightly to the pigs neck, his heart pounded as they rose higher and higher.  Cal looked down to the ground below his house getting smaller and smaller until it became a tiny dot in the distance.  His excitement was quickly turning to fear as he realised he was alone,.

"The moon."  He replied   suddenly he felt a shudder and the pig spread his wings and launched himself into the sky.  Holding on tightly to the pigs neck, his heart pounded as they rose higher and higher.  Cal looked down to the ground below his house getting smaller and smaller until it became a tiny dot in the distance.  His excitement was quickly turning to fear as he realised he was alone,. he was no longer in the warmth and safety of his home.  He shut his eyes and hoped that when he opened them again he would be lying in his warm familiar bed.  Taking a deep breath he opened his eyes  as he felt a bump, he gulped he was definitely not in his bed he was now standing on the ground.