A Cold Day In Seattle

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A Cold Day In Seattle

It was a cold winter day on that dreadful morning. School was closed because of a holiday. Justen’s friends Jeremy and Billy came over to see if he could go to Capitol Hill with them. He agreed and their friend Ryan drove them. It was about 1:00pm when we they there, but the three boys would of never have gone if they only knew. Ryan dropped the trio of and said he would be back at 8:00pm in the same spot, because he had band practice at 3:00. They started our journey on 5TH Avenue going north. While they were walking Billy noticed something strange about the stores; they were closed the boys forgot that holidays applied to stores too. That’s when it happened, Jeremy got a headache. He started to scream and use profanity. As they were trying to find at least one store that was open, some drunk cowboy eating pudding started following the boys. What was some drunk cowboy eating pudding going to do to three teen-age boys? Then he jumped in front of them and screamed, ”Billy!” that’s when Billy remembered him. It was the drunk guy that Billy had met a year ago, when he took the bus to Seattle. They were a little shocked, but they let him join in. Jeremy thought he had gone mad considering he thought he was in the war and kept saying, “don’t worry I got your back soldier,” to Billy. There the boys were walking down the street. Jeremy was raging about his headache, Justen was wondering what was going on, Billy was a little confused, and the drunk cowboy obsessed with pudding was walking behind Billy with his hands together making a gun whispering, “when the race starts run really fast,” and, “I got your back soldier. It was very cold, so Billy, Jeremy, and Justen had their trench coats on, but the drunk cowboy was wearing a tie-die shirt and bell-bottoms. They walked for an hour when it started to snow. Good thing they were wearing trench coats. “I bet I could fix ya up nice soldier,” whispered the cowboy. The boys were all a little confused. “I got a special pill you could take for that vice on your head there soldier,” he exclaimed. Jeremy was a little nervous considering Advil usually isn’t red and comes in a little black film canister.

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