"I was standing in the street, then I saw two cars crash, and I turned around, and when I turned back, the two cars were gone, so it was kind of like a double hit and run. I saw a cop drive by and I decided to tell him about it even though there was no wreckage or anything, and I chased him and he stopped and he got out and I talked to him. I was afraid I would get in trouble, because I've always been afraid that if I called the cops something would somehow get turned around on me. Anyways, then the cop spent the whole day with me, and he was being so annoying and such a bitch, and he kept making me do all this stuff and finally I made him go away. Then I was talking to my grandma and I'm like, "I hate the fucking cops! That cop was a bastard!" and I was so upset about it cause the cop was like really bad I don't remember exactly what he did but it was bad."

I actually like cops, they are great, but that's just how the dream went.