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Friday, 13 August 2021

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 On the 12th of June 1970, I was stuck in another dimension in a room on a boat. There were zombies everywhere. I panicked and screamed in my head that not many other people survived. When they were here I wondered,. ’’Hmmm I wonder if maybe they need something from me. Wait, I hear someone  screaming HELP HELP  why me .”I looked outside the window  to see that there were more people on this island. “I hear the zombies scatter you guys”, said the creepy person stuck on the boat. They finally scattered because  they will get more of a head start so they don't get caught. Maybe they can come back for me. “Who knows, I wonder.”I looked through the window. Oh no , there is a HURRICANE. Two days later… “Hi Mr” “ hi are you going to let me out”YES’’  ok.

But one condition is that you give us your money. It is that our boat is getting dynamite holes into it. FINE '’ The pilot said. To be continued .


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