There was a huge spider crawling on the floor
On its back was a strange loop. It looked like its hind legs were molded together and had lost their joints. It crawled across the room and I tried to take a photo of it with my camera.
It found some sort of shell, like a hermit crab, but it looked more like some sort of pastry
Fredrik Bergenfeldt stepped on it, by accident, and as I was trying to take a photo it looked a little like the pastry bled out jam, which made me worried. I decided we should let it out and was trying to get everyone out of the way.
I couldn't find it.
Fredrik Bergenfeldt was standing on it again.
I got so angry that i shoved him out of the way.
I was at a high school. Some students were picking on Jesper and his friends by pushing them into a table. I called out to them. They wondered if I wanted a piece of them. I moved up to the most cocky young lad and got ready for a fight. A teacher appeared and talked about how the student was trained in Wing Tsun and that one of the most important things in the art was to never be far away from a punch, instead of using clumsy stances. The student, however, was intimidated and left. Jesper was grateful. Me and Martin were going down an escalator made of brick stones. the final step just absorbed all the other steps as they came down.
On its back was a strange loop. It looked like its hind legs were molded together and had lost their joints. It crawled across the room and I tried to take a photo of it with my camera.
It found some sort of shell, like a hermit crab, but it looked more like some sort of pastry
Fredrik Bergenfeldt stepped on it, by accident, and as I was trying to take a photo it looked a little like the pastry bled out jam, which made me worried. I decided we should let it out and was trying to get everyone out of the way.
I couldn't find it.
Fredrik Bergenfeldt was standing on it again.
I got so angry that i shoved him out of the way.
I was at a high school. Some students were picking on Jesper and his friends by pushing them into a table. I called out to them. They wondered if I wanted a piece of them. I moved up to the most cocky young lad and got ready for a fight. A teacher appeared and talked about how the student was trained in Wing Tsun and that one of the most important things in the art was to never be far away from a punch, instead of using clumsy stances. The student, however, was intimidated and left. Jesper was grateful. Me and Martin were going down an escalator made of brick stones. the final step just absorbed all the other steps as they came down.
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