One night at 9:15pm, Marge tells Bart, Lisa and Maggie to go to bed. “Bedtime, kids! We’ll be going trick or treating tomorrow, so don’t stay up for too long!” she said.
“I love going trick or treating!” said Bart excitedly. “Are we going to school tomorrow, Mum?” asked Lisa. “No, Lisa. You both went to school today, then you have an inset day tomorrow.” said Marge.
“Did the school office tell you that it was an inset day tomorrow, Mum?” asked Bart. “Yes. Then you’ll go back to school on Thursday.” said Marge.
Bart went into his bedroom and he was fast asleep. “Goodnight, Bart. See you in the morning.” said Marge, and she went to Lisa’s bedroom.
“Goodnight, Lisa.” said Marge. “Goodnight, Mum.” said Lisa, and she was fast asleep. “Finally, I need to go to Maggie’s bedroom to say goodnight to her too.” she said.
“Goodnight, Maggie. Sweet dreams.” said Marge, and Maggie was sucking her dummy and slept in her cot. “I think I need to sleep too.” she said, and she was fast asleep in her bed.
At midnight, Lisa was scared. “I want to dream about something happy, as I love happy dreams so much.” she said, and she went back to sleep.
Lisa was dreaming about being a cowgirl and her friends. “I’m a cowgirl and I love riding on my horse too!” she said happily, and a bunch of horses kept running and bumping into her.
“Wanna ride on me?” asked a horse. “Oh, sure! I love being a cowgirl!” said Lisa, and she rode on the horse. “Oh, no! Horse robbers!”
The horse robbers were very angry to Lisa and her new horse. “Go away! I’m a very nice cowgirl and I hate you so much!” she said crossly, and she held a gun to kill them.
Lisa killed 20 horse robbers and another one took the gun off Lisa’s hand. “How dare you kill my horse robbers, so I’m going to kill you too!” said the angry horse robber, and he thrown her off her horse and killed her.
Lisa was dead, and Bart was there to see her. “Lisa! Come back!” he sobbed. “Now, Bart, you should never see Lisa again.” said a horse robber.
Lisa woke up and gasped. “That wasn’t a happy dream at all.” she sobbed. “Would you like some breakfast?” asked Marge. “I was dreaming about being a cowgirl last night, and it wasn’t a happy dream at all.” she sobbed.
“Don’t cry, Lisa! Sometimes, bad dreams happens, and there’s no need to dream about another one tonight.” said Marge. “Okay, Mum.” said Lisa, and she went downstairs to have some breakfast in the kitchen.
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