I Wanna Be Like Mike

Early this morning I woke up from a terrible dream; someone had stolen my beloved basketball. I looked frantically all around my crib to make sure it was a bad dream but my basketball was no where to be found. I let out a big cry followed by basketball over and over and over until my parents came in. I was so upset and trying to tell him that someone had stolen my basketball. It was not until my mom came walking in with my basketball that I finally calmed down and went back to sleep. I may be a little addicted to basketball.