I was at a side side walk, right next to my friends. They weren't actually my real friends in real life, but still my friends. I was holding a gun. But it wasn't any kind of gun. It was ben. Yes, just ben. And, if your wondering who ben is, check out my other story! Anyway, I wasn't able to shoot the ben gun. It felt like a horrible feeling not being able to shoot. My friends decided to leave and I dropped my ben gun on the street. I jumped over a fence that led to the farm right next to me and I picked an apple from an apple tree. There was a dog that started to bark and was chasing after me. I dropped the apple and ran. Then, I woke up
