So there I was, headbanging and rocking out with zombies, ghouls, and spooks. How had this all come about? Well, I’ll have to take you back to the beginning (cue cheesy flashback sound effects)…it all started when I got on the school bus. I was pretty sure today was going to be the boring, repetitive, disappointing grade-filled day every day at school had usually been. But I was wrong. Dead wrong. You see, when the bus arrived at it’s destination, I realized that it wasn’t my destination. I reluctantly stepped off of the bus and onto the soft, cold, maggot-ridden soil of a…graveyard? I looked around for some of my friends, or even that fat kid with the crooked glasses that always drank that milk through that silly straw that was inserted inbetween the large gap between his buck teeth, but I discovered that they had all disappeared. Even the bus was gone. I must be dreaming, I thought to myself. There was really no way of finding out since I wasn’t about to risk having a bruise from where I had pinched myself. So I stood there for a second, completely unsure of what to do next. Then, out of nowhere, a kooky skeleton appeared. He was holding an awesome guitar made out of bones. It’s strings were made from…uh…well, to be honest, I didn’t know what the hell they were made from. I was pretty sure they weren’t regular strings, though. But anyway, the skeleton opened his crooked, fleshless jaw and said to me:
“Dude, check out this awesome concert going on!” He motioned for me to follow him and he and I began sprinting past the many gravestones, until we reached a spooky stage with a band of many weird creatures playing many weird instruments. Weird or not, the music they were playing was killer. Many zombies and skeletons were dancing around just under the stage, and I immediately joined in. Then, the next thing I knew, I was crowdsurfing! I thought about the dream theory again, since this seemed too incredible to be true, and, sure enough, just as I thought of it, I had woken up. I layed there in my bed for a minute or two, reminiscing about the dream I had just had. It didn’t make any sense whatsoever, but it was still pretty damn cool. |
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