Children's Story Draft

It was late one evening, on a warm weekend night. Little Jimmy asked his Mom to read him a bed time story.  Jimmy was nervous for the plane ride in the morning.
"Of course i'll read you a story." She said.
"Once upon a time..." She began, and Jimmy started to feel sleepy.  His last thought was of his friend Timmy who had recently passed away as he began to nod off.
     He woke up in the car on the way to the Detroit metro.  It was a cloudy rainy day and it reminded him of his last moment with his best friend Timmy.  Seeing the rain on the windshield took him back to the UofM hospital watching the rain run down the windows as Timmy struggled to breath.  He stayed with him all night and watched as the life faded from his eyes.
"Mom, do you miss Timmy?"  He asked.
"What do you mean sweetie?" His mom replied fairly quickly.
"I mean do you ever think about what happened?"
"Not a day goes by that I don't." She said.
Jimmy let that sink in for a little bit, and began to think to himself that it never should have been him instead.  If he wouldn't have convinced Timmy sit shotgun.
"I wish Timmy and I could just switch places." He mumbled, and fell back asleep.
     When Jimmy woke up he wasn't in the car.  In fact he wasn't with his family at all.  He was in the back seat of Timmy's car, and he was alive and well.  When Jimmy went to talk to him it was as if no one could hear him.  His voice just echoed.  He reached out and his hand went phased right through the driver seat.  He started moving around frantically and freaking out.  What had happened?  Then it hit him.  He had wished for him and Timmy to switch places, and it actually happened.

Be careful what you wish for. It might just come true