the nightmare

The nightmare

I was walking on the street
The clock was five or maybe six
I run away with my dog Herman
Because I saw a man with a gun
I run to the building next to shop
Because there lives a cop
I knock the door but hi didnât answer
So I try to call my brother Spenser
He came out from nowhere
And he pull me from my hair
A piece of glass was on the floor
I took it and I cut his hand
I run away as fast as could
And I saw him in the shops roof
He jumped from there and caught me
Two minutes later I realized it was a dream



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