Story 3

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Me, Kate, Xanthia, Shelby, Jasmine, Zoe, Bailey, Ocea, Belle and Gabby were on our way to America. I was sleeping at the window, Shelby and Xanthia were versing each other in a game of cards, Belle, Ocea and Bailey were playing Rock Paper Scissors, Jasmine and Zoe were quietly reading and Kate and Gabby were watching a movie. It took about 2-6 hours (more maybe longer) to get to America. Everyone got up and rushed out.

'We're here!' We all yell.

Chatting and giggling, we go to our hotel. And of course, once we got in, Xanthia grabs Gabby by the arm and drags her out to go to the nearest bar. Kate and I hit our beds and start sleeping. Shelby, Zoe and Jasmine walk outside to go to an arcade. Bailey, Ocea and Belle turn on the TV and start watching a movie. It was a peaceful day. That night, Kate and I went out to put on a new movie, Xanthia and Gabby came home drunk (as usual) Zoe took the first shower, Bailey, Ocea, Belle and Shelby made dinner and Jasmine goes straight to her bed.

'We're having curry tonight!' Shelby called out.

I was to fixated to the movie to move, and so was Kate. Zoe finally got out of the shower, Xanthia and Gabby fell over on the floor and Jasmine was asleep. Later, we all had the same dream (which was really weird). We were in this building having dinner. Zoe was a dog, I was a cat, Kate was a devil, Shelby was a gorilla, Jasmine was a tiger cub, Bailey and Ocea were mummies, Xanthia was a fish, Gabby was a bird and Belle was an Undertale person. It was a full, blood moon and we were all invited to a party. We went over to the party to find that everyone we ever knew was there. We split up and started to party. Some people were stuffing their faces (Xanthia was one of them) and others were just dancing really weird. The party ended and we were all drunk and tired. I stared up at the sky and the moon seemed to be getting bigger. Suddenly, the Earth exploded.

We all woke up like 'what the hell was that,' then fell back asleep.

One crazy dream after the other came, all of us having the same dream each time until morning. We haven't thought of ever coming back to America again.

The end!

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