By Jude H.
Living hot dogs are attacking the city. Help me now! What? Is there something in the distance? It’s a dog. Wait, more dogs are coming? They smell the delicious hot dogs. They’re eating the hot dogs. Dogs are winning, let’s go.
I will be back soon. The hot dog army left. They went to the living spray factory and grabbed a bunch of living spray. They went to the city and started to spray the buildings and they came to life. And some joined the dogs and some joined the hot dog army.
They attacked and fought for hours. Everybody get inside. I’m gonna interview someone.
Question 1: “Do you like hot dogs?”
Sher: “I think hot dogs are absolutely disgusting. I refuse to eat them!”
Question 2: “How long were they?”
Sher: “They were at least 20 feet long!”
Question 3: “Would you eat one if you had to eat one?”
Sher: “Absolutely not. YOU CAN’T MAKE ME!
Thank you for making me hate hot dogs. Now I’m running inside a house. This is a creepy house. The lights keep on flicking on and off. I’m getting out of here. I’m going to my house.
Jude H. is a Level 1 student who likes dogs and cats.