Strangers scare me! They are dark strange, and mysteries. You don’t know who they are, what they are carrying, and what they are thinking about doing to you. They are sly and live in the darkness. Strangers is just like a fox!
On a dark stormy night, in Manhatten, I rushed to my car, but there standing next to my car was a dark dull figure it was a fox. When it saw me it approached me very slowy. I ran down the street but be the stop sign there was another fox approaching me just like the other I turned back and the first fox was right behind me. As I turned I could see hundreds of foxs surronding me. I cried out but no one heard me. “What do you want from me?” I frantilly asked the army of foxes. They didn’t answer but devored my soul in the darkness.
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Strangers scare me! They are dark strange, and mysteries. You don’t know who they are, what they are carrying, and what they are thinking about doing to you. They are sly and live in the darkness. Strangers is just like a fox!
On a dark stormy night, in Manhatten, I rushed to my car, but there standing next to my car was a dark dull figure it was a fox. When it saw me it approached me very slowy. I ran down the street but be the stop sign there was another fox approaching me just like the other I turned back and the first fox was right behind me. As I turned I could see hundreds of foxs surronding me. I cried out but no one heard me. “What do you want from me?” I frantilly asked the army of foxes. They didn’t answer but devored my soul in the darkness.
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