My great Uncle By Sam Cazares

We used to live in Mexico five years ago and it was so much fun! My little family used to live in my grandparents house with my other uncles. It was awesome because every day there was so much excitement. Every time I woke up I was happy it’s just I don’t like it when the rooster spits out his lungs when he yells to wake us up. It’s fun watching my uncle getting out his gun and yells to the rooster “Shut the peak up you freaking rooster or I’ll shoot‘’!!!
Once he got really drunk that every time he talked all the birds close by dropped dead and he just laughed! When he went in his CIA Chrysler car all the crooks looking at him fainted because they were scared. Then when he turned on his siren every body starts howling like dogs!
Every time he rescued a person from evil, a Pegasus comes from Zeus’s hands to my uncle’s hands and kisses him on the cheek. Every time he came back from his ordinary duty catching drug dealers and sick perverts he starts celebrating with his friends ‘The gods of creek’! When he gets angry I won’t be close to him because a tornado comes and his fury is hotter than the sun!
My Uncle is Mexico’s Superman because he is more famous than any super hero, and he doesn’t charge a dime. One day while he was passing the frontier for watch man he saw a angry mob coming saying ‘’leave go back to your house’’! Then the mob brought his only weakness which was poodles so he starting getting weak then the mob was closing in on him and his crew. Then when he thought everything was over for him a helicopter came and swooped them up. A chupacabra came to help them escape, the chupacabra died in the rescue intent but my uncle and his crew got safely home.
My uncle wanted to wake up early to help my grandma in chores but the moon was in a bad temper so he didn’t let the sun come up so my uncle went up and slap the moon all the way to China and took the sun up with his bare hands!
On the Friday the 13th all the zombies and Dracula came out to eat off the good luck and they were being successful so far. Then my uncle came down and starting singing and that made Dracula go back to where he came from……England. The zombies starting throwing their arms at my uncle and my uncle threw them back so hard that the arms were burning while they were hitting the zombies on the face. The intense fight made a meteoroid fall from the sky but my uncle’s flaming eyes scared the meteoroid back to Pluto.
When my uncle was surrounded by poodles one night a guy named Vixen Herman came from behind took advantage of his weakness and shot him in the back of the head. Every body in the world was so sad that all the aliens and even criminals came to see his funeral. they all felt so bad Dthat some people even fainted!
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