Trotting down the beach I couldn't believe the smell, a horrible stench flew right over the beach.

“Yuck”

I ran straight up the hill and back home to get out of rage of the horrible stench. "Few it was just a dream", waking up and quickly getting ready, Sprinting down the road I saw a familiar bridge, it was blown up I suspect.

Making my way down the street I saw a lot of familiar faces and then it happened… I smelt a familiar smell it smelt like rotten egg on a fart

“Yuck”

“Ha-ha”

I ran back home then fainted