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Tuesday, November 29, 2016

MY MAD DREAM OF AN ESSAY

Remember that time you ate that spicy chesse just before you went to bed on the night before the big party?  Oh, that weird dream you had about the 2016 presidential election.  When you woke up you couldn't quite remember the runing details, but after reading "On self-reliance" and "A sound of thounder it's all coming back to you now.The dream started badly.  You were in line with your family at a school waiting to be sent to desert Everywhere you looked there were posters of president-elect lulu looking like a crazy lion who could eat a whole art.   
Suddenly, there was Ralph Waldo Emerson telling you man is his own star You realized that you have something to contribute to the world so you decided to feed.  But it wasn't easy.  First you had to put on a fancy wug and hand and then you had make a cereal to go back in time to the restroom so you could convince people to learn about the candidates and the [political issue you care about most].
But right there in the restroom there was a giant lady and it started yelling at everyone.  People started to run.  You grabbed a indian from a nearby wall and yelled fire. Everyone stopped and listened, so you kept going.

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