Diary Of My Dreams
We we back at our school, minding our business when these huge white trucks drive by. We immediately realize it's the terrorists with their bombs. One of those Irish ones. We try to get as far away from the bombs, but decide it would be better if we'd just make a run for it. There had to be about 50 of us, running out through some window in the back yard. The terrorists start running after us, shooting all around. I dodge behing a tree and kick one of them in the face while he's reloading, I shoot a couple and run my way to the streets, where it turns out they were actually zombies.
Then I go to the store to buy some lottery tickets, but there's this guy hoggin the line, wanting to buy a lottery ticket, saying he doesn't have any money.

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