FISHING LURES DREAM

FISHING LURES DREAM

We lived back in Malton, where I grew up. I'm at the park. I notice a fishing lure on the ground, on the grass, so I pick it up. I see another lure a few feet away, so I pick that one up too. Then I see more lures on the ground. I look around and notice there are hundreds of lures in the grass. I pick up all the lures I can. But there are so many, that I can't carry them all. Then I see a girl and her boyfriend laying on the hill. I don't want them to take any of the lures, so I try to act inconspicuous as I bend over and discretely pick up the lures. I get a fishing tackle box and put the lures in the tackle box. But there are too many to lures to fit in the box. So I take one of each different kind of lure. That way I have all the different kinds.

The End.