Prompt …gradually, things started to move…
It was Saturday morning, the day of the town fair. Tom hopped downstairs and made himself some cereal. He ate quickly before going down to the park to meet his friends. They walked around the fair, stopping and watching people screaming on the rides, when all of a sudden, everything stopped in its place, even his friends! He glanced around and began to panic, nothing was moving. He tapped his friend on the shoulder, but he didn’t respond. He was wondering what to do next when, gradually, things started to move again. He thought he must have been imagining things.