Aly Strauss, Week 13, Snake.
I hate snakes! They are so scary and rude. So last night, my mom just got home from work, and I got home from tennis. My sister walked the dog all day because I wasn’t home, so that meant that I had to walk Mugsy at 8:30. It was dark out, but I always walk him at that time. Since I wasn’t home all day though, my mom also asked me to take the garbage pail in.
So I walk into my garage with my dog and I open the garage to get the pail to wheel in. But… under the pail was a snake! This was weird considering we don’t usually see snakes till summer. I screamed, picked up my dog, and ran inside screaming. My mom called me a wuss and my sister laughed the whole time! Then my mom goes “did Mugsy pee,” and of course I said, “no there was a freaking snake outside that almost killed me.” My mom had the audacity to tell me to walk home again, but there’s still a freaking snake outside. At the end, I never ended up walking home again so he ended up peeing in my bed at 2 am because he slept on my bed, so I now have to wash my comforter and sheets.
This was all so weird because the day before this occurred, I had a dream about a snake that killed me. It was the same black snake, but it was bigger, and it wrapped around my neck, then I woke up. In the dream, I didn’t even do anything, I just stood there and let it suffocate me. Obviously, this dream isn’t the point. The point is that I saw a scary snake that tried to kill my dog and me. Have you ever saw a snake?
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