1. I dreamed a dream.
"Lights out everyone." shouted the matron.
Every boy in the cream walled dormitory groaned except one. The boy's bedside table was covered in books, a skull and somewhere on the floor was a battered suitcase filled with neatly folded clothes mixed with ones that had been thrown in. A violin was propped against the oak bedpost. The boy in question was lying stretched on top of his bed staring at the ceiling, in a world of his own. He was very skinny, very pale and when he stood he was taller than some of the teachers. He had black curly hair and big grey eyes that, when he glanced at you, looked like he was staring into your soul. It was hard to keep a secret from Sherlock Holmes. When Sherlock heard of the news that it was time to sleep, he just sighed, turned off his light and stared at the bunk above him. But as he lay in the sudden darkness, he knew that something odd was going to happen.
Sherlock dreamed he was walking through whiteness. That was the first thing that confused him. The next thing was that he saw a man he had never met. The man was about the same height as 14-year-old Sherlock with fluffy blond hair and wore a beige jumper. Sherlock stared at him and said,
"I feel as if I know you but I don't know who you are."
"You will," the man replied. He smiled. "When we meet again, you'll be taller. A lot taller."
Then the man began to fade and Sherlock cried
"Don't go! Who are you? WHO ARE YOU?"
But the man was gone and Sherlock jerked up in bed, panting hard. He lay down, feeling a sensation he had never felt before. The man was so calm and so peaceful. So why was Sherlock so scared he was shaking?