There was going to be a party at our house. Everyone came to the party when it was time. then a little kid went into our car which was behind all of the other cars. The little kid started up the car and I was afraid that our car might bump into the next car. The kid got out of the car and the car started to burn up. A grown up picked up the car and then the house started to burn up. Then we had to spend the night at Field Park. Then the next day we went into the new house [which was more scummy] and there was an old woman who kept going jump, jump, jump. There were carts of toys that weren't strong enough so they just broke. Then the old lady went jump, jump, jump and plop, plop, plop on her head. Then I went inside the bedroom and the lady came back going jump, jump, jump, plop, plop, plop. Then I kept going around and the lady kept following me going jump, jump, jump, plop, plop, plop. Then I went downstairs and then the lady cme on the stairs and exploded. Her head got stuck in the ceiling.

copyright Benjamin Mildenhall, 2001

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