So a few night's ago I had a nightmare of sorts.
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It was in parts and the first took place in a dark Home Depot.
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I'd been abandoned (once again D:< wink and I was trying to find my way out. Luckily one of my friends showed up and we made it outside by crossing a matress room. And that was before the roller coaster tour of a Halloween themed area. Inside a Home Depot.
Second part:
My mom shows up and we get home. Its morning now and my Home Depot journey was late at night.
Abandoned Home Depot.
Oooh scary.
Well were standing in the front lawn when I see a figure stumble out of their house and drag themselves across the steet slowly. I grab onto my baby sister's hand and ask ma what it is. Scene cuts to zombie poodles. Which is strange because i've never seen a real live one (poodle that is) anywhere near my house or in my life. o:
So somehow a lot of them grouped up and formed a zombie poodle hoard just up the road.
They moved slow like in those films we see. ;O It's the rigor mortis I think. We walk inside (because zombie poodle aren't scary pssh) and lock the door.
And here is where the scene that I hate comes in.
The door closes, but get this, an inch or two is missing off the side. So the darn things can squeeze in. That door won't keep a darn thing out.
D:<
That door haunts me.
;-;
It's not the first time that's happened either. Last time was my mothers room and it was a robber.
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Well anyway, the zombie poodles come in and I manage to whack them with a stick but one gets close to my mo so I don't see one come out and bite me.
So then I figure what the hell and try to strangle them and save my mom since I think i'm going to end up like the dogs anyway. I boot the poodle closest to my mom and clutch a poodles throat in my hand.
Then I wake up with my hand in a fist.
xD
I lol and got back to bed because zombie poodle killing gets me tired.
The end.
True story.
o:
<<;
It was in parts and the first took place in a dark Home Depot.
>>;
I'd been abandoned (once again D:< wink and I was trying to find my way out. Luckily one of my friends showed up and we made it outside by crossing a matress room. And that was before the roller coaster tour of a Halloween themed area. Inside a Home Depot.
Second part:
My mom shows up and we get home. Its morning now and my Home Depot journey was late at night.
Abandoned Home Depot.
Oooh scary.
Well were standing in the front lawn when I see a figure stumble out of their house and drag themselves across the steet slowly. I grab onto my baby sister's hand and ask ma what it is. Scene cuts to zombie poodles. Which is strange because i've never seen a real live one (poodle that is) anywhere near my house or in my life. o:
So somehow a lot of them grouped up and formed a zombie poodle hoard just up the road.
They moved slow like in those films we see. ;O It's the rigor mortis I think. We walk inside (because zombie poodle aren't scary pssh) and lock the door.
And here is where the scene that I hate comes in.
The door closes, but get this, an inch or two is missing off the side. So the darn things can squeeze in. That door won't keep a darn thing out.
D:<
That door haunts me.
;-;
It's not the first time that's happened either. Last time was my mothers room and it was a robber.
<<;
Well anyway, the zombie poodles come in and I manage to whack them with a stick but one gets close to my mo so I don't see one come out and bite me.
So then I figure what the hell and try to strangle them and save my mom since I think i'm going to end up like the dogs anyway. I boot the poodle closest to my mom and clutch a poodles throat in my hand.
Then I wake up with my hand in a fist.
xD
I lol and got back to bed because zombie poodle killing gets me tired.
The end.
True story.
o:
