It was a normal day for Billy the Kid, he woke up early, looked out of his window. It was summer 1879 the weather was good, shinny and warm. None of the people was awake, and no one was on the street that morning. Even the poor shop keeper’s store was opened. He had a dream that night, but not exactly a dream, more a nightmare. He dreamt he was caught by Pat Garrett himself, the sheriff of the town. “I’m glad it just where a nightmare” Billy said to himself. Billy got up for some break fast, again he looked out the window, still no people on the street. “What is the clock?” he asked himself. “4:30 Am!” he said. “I don’t wonder why people still in there beds.” Billy looked at the shopkeepers store, Billy could feel he was in the right mood for robbing something, and that store was the perfect victim. After break fast he saddled his horse, and went of to his partner Jesse James house.
At Jesse James house Jesse was still sleeping, but not for long when Billy stormed the house pretending it where some wild cowboys. Jesse quickly went up drew his gun, pointed at Billy. “Good way to get you up, huh” Billy said with a smile on his lips. “You really scared me there Billy” Jesse said. “Come on I got a great idea, you know that new shop at the town” Billy asked, Jesse looked tired on Billy “Yes” he answered, “Lets rob it, are you in” “ of course I am, lets go get the others.” Billy and Jesse rode off to get the rest of the gang. Two hours later the group where now six, all gunned, and dangerous men.
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