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I was at a party. It was a really big house, and we were in the backyard. I was having a blast, but then I hear someone at the gate (which was in the backyard, but to like let cars in). The owner of the house had left it unlocked and there was someone there shaking it, I think. He then said "This is a robbery." *
I being the paranoid person I am, wanted to go and lock it, but I wasn't fast enough. When he came in, everyone put their hands on their laps and my dad started singing and laughing. It was so weird that I told him to stop because he might shoot him. Then, everyone started exchanging cellphones, and trying to make calls. Apparently they worked only for some people. It was odd because a robber wouldn't want you calling anyone, but he didn't mind so long as we didn't call the cops. So we didnt (?).
Then, I went out with my dad in an ambulance I think to buy lottery tickets. My dad is a doctor, so I see a connection with the ambulance and that I wasn't hurt. I was saddened because the bad guy was going to probably steal my Xbox and all my games. Then I remembered that I had those at my house and I thought "How stupid you are." *
We arrived at a lottery ticket place. The lady there said that each time a lottery ticket broke it would send out an alarm. My dad bought several of those but mine were half broke already. So basically if he tried anything, I could finish breaking them. I asked the lady at the lottery ticket place how that worked and she said that now it didn't work so well as before since the company wasn't what it was before. That they drove her from the capital to there or whatever and I was mad, or bored, I can't remember that, so I walked out. I saw the bad guy looking at me. He knew.
I was suddenly in a catholic school, might've been the one I go to, and I saw him outside. He pointed at me. He had, I recall, a beard on the point of his chin. I alarmed my dad and he wasn't there anymore. Then I saw this kid who might've been the one the party was made for because I had a feeling the bad guy was going to go up there and push him off. The kid was near bells, so I can only guess it was a church and he was pushed but on the floor, by a girl with a backpack whom didn't know. They were playing, then. This boy was very young and blonde with straight hair, and I had an urge to save him. That's all I recall.[/b]
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