So there I was, with my family walking home from a fancy dinner at a restaurant. Everything seemed normal. As my little brother and I were scampering home I noticed, as I peeked through the window, that the cat was trying to get something from underneath the couch. So my brother and I walked in through the door as silent as an anaconda so we wouldn't bother the cat. Then suddenly right out of the blue bang! A mysterious black object emerged from under the couch.
The unknown object zoomed up to the roof like the time I was chased by a ram in one of my dreams. Then something fell off the object. It was a leg then I realized it was bird. Then I remembered the mouldy bread in the cupboard. So I quickly grabbed it, through it out the door and the bird was gone. But the cat was still going ballistic.
Huh! Wow, it was all a dream. Was it an awfully crazy dream or was it nightmare? Well, good thing it wasn’t real … or was it? Dun dun dunnn.