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I had the scarriest dream last night. Brittany and I were driving somewhere and she was telling me how she had to take a picture of some racoons for some class, but she lost one. The I looked down and right next to my feet was the racoon and I screamed and the racoon freaked out and it jumped on me and I tried to push it down so Brittany could get her picture (also saving me) and I tried to jump out of the car but the racoon was still there.
I woke up shaking and had to have the light on for like 10 minutes.
Just proves how much I hate racoons.
P.S. It's winter break.
I woke up shaking and had to have the light on for like 10 minutes.
Just proves how much I hate racoons.
P.S. It's winter break.