I was driving in my car, my new driving license in my pocket. I came to a stop sign with a crow sitting on top of it. I stopped, looked, then went forward. Suddenly, the crow cawed at me, its eyes red. The white clouds turned into dark dragons. I screamed. I then remembered my granny’s gloves. She passed away 5 years ago and left them to me. I put them on and held my hand up to the dragons. “Go, away.” And they were gone. The crow turned into the white spirit of my granny. “Well done.” She said.