Ham Sticks  I'm in a house. It is early morning. I drink a can of Pepsi, and then start to sip a Pepsi out of a blue Brimson glass. I eat what I think are cylindrical ham sticks, about _ inch in diameter and 1.5 inches long. These ham sticks are actually frog. Not frog legs, however, but rather whole frogs, which are the size of my pinky fingernail.  I can't sleep. My friends Gino Teavor, Esther Thurman, my dad, sister Ramona, Ramona's friend, and another lady are there. Esther is up at 6:00 am to drive our friend Tina Totts to Big City. Tina got into trouble last night with her parents and has to go back to school. Everyone starts to get up. I do, and decide to go with Esther to Big City to keep her company. My dad is still trying to sleep. Gino starts a red car to go home. I go out in the road to start Esther's car. I scrape the image of a dream into the frost on the passenger side window so I remember to write it down. I go to the driver's side door. There is a locking device that should be on the door but isn't. The device is on the hood near the windshield wiper. The driver side door opens into the car. I can't get it open like a normal door. I am in a bad neighborhood. Other people are outside starting their cars. It is cold and dark outside. There is crusty and icy snow on the ground. A man jumps in the passenger side of the car. He is going to steal it! I put the car in park and pull out the key. There are a couple of car thieves there. I turn and start to run. One guy stays there. He has blond hair. He looks like he is going to pull out a gun. I look over my shoulder as I run back into the house.