We must all admit that we have daydreams. I do too. I have different ones in which I am always the hero. One of my regular ones is that I am the last warrior left in a terrible battle . The enemy is closing in. I have only one bullet and a sword. I decide to get out of there. then I see that the enemy is nearly at my face. I run at the opposite direction as fast as my legs can carry me. bullets fly past me . I fire in the air. I slash my sword at the bushes which are barring my way. I find my friends, looking for survivors. And then boom! My friends are engulfed in smoke by a bomb and whhoooossshhh, I am back in my classroom during my geography lesson !
What a dramatic ending
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