Bailey's+Story

=An Ancient Greece dream=

It was a lovely morning in down town Greece. The birds were singing, people were talking, children playing, and me, I was walking. I had come across this cute little stranded building in a little alley. So, I decided to go in side. It was dark, scary, and had lots of spider webs. The door had shut on me, and I had decided that I wanted to leave, just as I turned around I heard the door lock, but I wasn’t certain, so I went and checked, yep, it was locked for sure. Then I thought, maybe if I start screaming “HELP” some one will help me. So I screamed help for about a whole entire hour “HELP”, “HELP”, “PLEASE, SOMEONE HELP ME!” then I realized that I wasn’t Greek, they didn’t understand my language. What was I thinking? From behind I heard a furious “MEOW” so I look behind me and it ended up being a very big mama kitty, and here six kittens. I said ”Looks like it’s just me and you”. Then they went on with their day in the creepy house. When I was just about ready to die, I decided to follow the cats around. The kittens crawled all over me. They were really cute and fuzzy. I decided then that I was getting tired of letting little cat’s crawls all over me, so I went up stairs. It was then and there that I saw a treasure chest in the light of the moon. I had decided to open it. When I opened it, it was really dusty. I was coughing for what had seemed like years. You probably would have thought that I had been smoking for years. There were old books, bibles, and a very old, rusty, dagger. I thought that it was just a piece of junk and then I noticed that it had something engraved into it. It said made in ancient Greece 600B.B., at first I had thought that it was a piece of junk, but then I realized that it was worth a lot of money because its ancient, old, and really easy to notice… rusty. Later that night, as I lay on the old wooden floor of the abandon house watching the kittens sleep, I started to feel drowsy. About a half hour later, fell asleep.I started to dream about the mysterious dagger. I dreamed that my dad fought in the war with it, and that he came home safe, so we framed it. Then a very loud bark woke me. I thought that the house had a cat… not a dog. Then I realized that it was all a dream.