Well, as I un fasten myself and look around, I would see that I am in a square shaped room with 3×6 black rectangles covering the ceiling, walls, and floor of the room. The room can’t be much bigger than a classroom. I hear an electronic voice saying “What is your vision of a perfect playground? Don’t tell me. Just close your eyes think it. My name is Steve.” Well, I am scared because I am in a dark room with a weird voice talking to me, but I just keep calm and follow Steve’s directions. I imagine a place with luscious, green grass, with families on the grass with their children running around playing tag. I imagine parents of the kids on the bench, reading a book or talking to their friends. I imagine toddlers on the swing set being pushed by their parents, all of them giggling. I imagine families sitting on the grass, eating picnics. Now, thats the stuff I would normally see on a playground, but here are the really cool stuff that I imagined. I imagine a game of outdoor laser tag, with no gigantic line to wait in to play. I imagine a baseball field filled with equipment to play and 17 other kids waiting for you to play ball with them. 8 kids on your team waiting for me, and 9 kids on the other team waiting eagerly to play a friendly game of baseball. I imagine a mechanical bull, put on the setting of “Jackhammer”, and kids daring each other to go ahead and try it. I see the zip-line and the roller coaster that I came to this strange place in, but the roller coaster is even better. At one point in the roller coaster, I stop, and I think that the ride is over, but I get a sudden push and off of the tracks and I go free falling. My chair lands on a giant trampoline, and the safety buckles become un-fastened, and I go shooting up into the air, and land safely on top of a mountain, with the little help of a parachute to make your fall safe.

I snap back into reality when I hear Steve’s voice, “Enjoy. You may now open your eyes.” I open my eyes, and I see that I am standing in the exact place that I imagined, down to the very last shard of grass. I think that this is a dream, so I pinch myself. It hurts, so I know that this is all real. After a while of looking at this haven in awe, I decide to go have fun here. And of course, I run straight to the totally awesome roller coaster.

After having a long time of pure fun, I have some questions to ask, “Steve, are you there?”
“Yes?” Steve’s voiced boomed from above.
“Who are you?”
“I am Steve. Formally known as Mr. Jobs.”
“You’re Steve Jobs?” I asked, astonished.
“Yes. This is my latest invention. I call it the iMagination. In no way is this fake, but I have discovered a way to turn human imagination into reality. You can come back here any time you would like.”
“Thank you so much, Mr. Jobs!”
“I’m glad I could help.”

And that is the story of imagination.

[Sorry that this is late]