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Wednesday, March 27, 2013

A Terror House


Just as the clock stroke to mid-night,Tom and Ben decided to take the dog Sammie for a walk. Together, they took their first step out of the house, and suddenly a tremendous amount of wind had blown against them. “That’s powerful” yelled Ben as Sammie ran away. Further and further down the road Sammie ran, leaving his owners in the dust.


They both ran over hedges and under mud spots to capture their dog. They both thought that they had enough. Strength and corrige to dash to the house of terror, but they didn’t. Ben’s hand reached the rusty and moldy door knob.


Finally the dog was in site. Rough “rough barked” the dog as he enter the house of tera. Pigeions flew over his head giving a sign to not enter. Do you think he would listen? No he grabbed his dog ou.t of the tera house and as he grabbed his dog he tripped over and fell on a old tilty couch.

Ouch! He said out loud that the dog bark as well. They ran outside of the tear house and quickly walked back home before the dog runs away again.



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