For those of you who couldn't handle the real ending. I came up with this.
Kyle's eyes flew open. Whoa. What kind of a dream was that? He... He was an Enderman? He looked down at his hands. No, perfectly human. Our at least from what he'd inherited from his mother. His father's side was questionable. But he looked human.
He slowly peeled off his covers, determined to not let a strange dream ruin his day. He walked into the bathroom and combed his hair. He had fiery red hair, from his mom, and a strange blondish streak, from his dad. His dad always told him the blonde streak wasn't dyed, but Kyle had not believed him until he started to get the blonde streak, too. It was true, no dying or intentional things were done to get the streak. Kyle often wondered about how strange he looked- naturally fire-red hair with a natural blonde streak. How often do you meet someone like that?
He brushed his teeth and went to see what his mom was up to. His mom was almost always in the garden. Right outside the house. He trotted out.
"Morning!" Kyle was definitely a morning person, his mom was, too. His dad was another story, he liked to sleep in.
"Morning, Ky!" His mom called back. She was feeding the mooshrooms. "Uncle Nilesy said he's got some project for you two to do today, as he does everyday."
Kyle loved working with his Uncle Nilesy. He always had some boring chore to do that he made interesting. Uncle Tee tagged along, just for the adventure.
"Alright. Is Dad awake yet?" Kyle didn't want to leave without telling his dad, though he supposed his mom knew so it would be fine to leave. His mom laughed.
"At eight a.m.? Ha, of course not."
"Alright, well bye! See you later!" Kyle said as he turned to head for Uncle Nilesy's shack.
"Bye!" His mother called out.
And Kyle was off, the dream already forgotten.