I Hate Bulls Narrative

In a small, loud village in Spain a couple of children are playing in the street. They accidentally walk into a bull run track. Louie the leader said “You know what? I am going to the bull run.”

Champ said “You know only the athletic can enter.”

Louie sneered “Come on chumps. Let’s do it. Louie The Leader is what they will remember. ”

They unknowingly play on the fence of the bull run track. Dasher scoffed at the idea, and said “I hate bulls. The only way I like them is boil them, mash them or put them in a stew like potatoes.”

Frank used the fence as a tightrope and said “Why man? You mad.”

Dasherinstintivitely dropped everything he was doing and got right up to Frank’s face and yelled “I got ran over by one.”

Louie joined in, and said

I hate my life. I need a doctor after this race.”

He stopped shortly while the stampede rushed forward. They were on his tail and he cried “Will this ever end?”

Dasher began accelerating his speed and he told himself “No, this isn’t the end. I will overcome any obstacle.”

He ran faster than the bulls then, faster than cars. He saw the finish where there was a gate that was closing. He began running faster than his top speed and just in the nick of time. The gate closed and the race ended. Dasher waited for several minutes for his friends to come and they were soaked from head to toe. The reporter, Gary came by and said “And this is channel five news live. Hello Spain, this is your reporter Gary, and we just finished the bull run or San Fermin and are learning the inspiring story of this year’s champ, Champ. Now Champ, how did you win this race?”

Champ said with a serious tone “You know Gary, I just got in my butler’s car and drove the way there.”

Gary said “Well in other breaking news---”

Champ grabbed the camera and said “Hi mom, I am on