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hey,hey,hey!
this place s a dream.
i dr w this thing as soon as i woke up from This dream, it was very vived.
so, the dreams starts at a gas ststion deli place thing and me and my sister walk in, our parents go elsewhear idk dwhere, and these fouryj graders are in theere wearing shirts that said "mrs batons class", it was a field trip.
mrs baton walk from behind a wall, she look almost exactly like a music teacher iv had, cool.
and apparently these fourth graders could turn into animals, do at somepoint in the dream they did that.
tjere was a little yellow bird that looked lkke bird from stuart litle teo thete and it was his birthdayy!
he had sqaure of lettuce fir his bitthday, and was sitting at table.
he kept on jumping or falling off thr tall table and i would help him up.
wat also happrned is that my sister would try using o CRUSH HIM EITHE HER FEAT EVERY TIME HE WAS ON THE GROUND. i would yell at her to stop everyti,r but she wouldn't.
until the bird dropp lettuce and got on ground one last tyme.
she crushdd him twive that time, i could hear the crunch. i yelled no, she placed him on the table for me to look at, he was gone. that was not just a big rd u killed, you killed an innocent fourth graders on his birtjday, freaking psychopath, i hope you're proud, even though this is dream u. you cause me sad. disgrace. epitome of retched, horrible thing.

i almost cried three timesover this.

Description
hey,hey,hey!
this place s a dream.
i dr w this thing as soon as i woke up from This dream, it was very vived.
so, the dreams starts at a gas ststion deli place thing and me and my sister walk in, our parents go elsewhear idk dwhere, and these fouryj graders are in theere wearing shirts that said "mrs batons class", it was a field trip.
mrs baton walk from behind a wall, she look almost exactly like a music teacher iv had, cool.
and apparently these fourth graders could turn into animals, do at somepoint in the dream they did that.
tjere was a little yellow bird that looked lkke bird from stuart litle teo thete and it was his birthdayy!
he had sqaure of lettuce fir his bitthday, and was sitting at table.
he kept on jumping or falling off thr tall table and i would help him up.
wat also happrned is that my sister would try using o CRUSH HIM EITHE HER FEAT EVERY TIME HE WAS ON THE GROUND. i would yell at her to stop everyti,r but she wouldn't.
until the bird dropp lettuce and got on ground one last tyme.
she crushdd him twive that time, i could hear the crunch. i yelled no, she placed him on the table for me to look at, he was gone. that was not just a big rd u killed, you killed an innocent fourth graders on his birtjday, freaking psychopath, i hope you're proud, even though this is dream u. you cause me sad. disgrace. epitome of retched, horrible thing.

i almost cried three timesover this.