Sunday, November 13, 2011

running for my life

I was walking in the park when a little kid on his trike chased me into the woods. His trike couldn't get through the woods. I got away. But then I was having a rest when he jumped out. Wham! He jumped onto me. I flipped him off, then I ran for my life. Then I stopped for a minute and thought. Why am I running from a little kid. Then I asked him, why are you chasing me and he said I was trying to say you dropped a coin. Oh.
The end.

From Brett

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