One day I was panicing, “oh no tommorrow is Thanksgiving, because I need to get my fork,” I said. Then the next morning I went to my mom’s house.  She wasn’t there,  so I went to my dad’s house he wasn’t there. Then I went to my gradma’s house she wasn’t there. Where are they? Suddenly I heard somthing it sounded like a gun. “AAAAAAhhh!” I screamed and ran as fast as my legs could run. I led myself to my friend’s house. He has to be here I said, but when I went inside it turned out to belong to some humans. Then a baby yelled “tukey!” It’s prononced “turkey,” I said and then he grabed a toy gun and shot me in the head with it.I said I surrender and fainted. When I woke up I was in my bed. “Phew! It was all a dream,” I said. Then I heard a voice  and I woke up. “Lucas it’s Thanksgiving,” said my mom. I guess a turkey can have a Thanksgiving after all.The end

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