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Friday, 23 March 2018

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The Graveyard

I was wondering through the graveyard.It felt like something was watching me.
I started walking fast and it got even closer.  I turned around there was still nothing.I felt it touch me this time I didn’t look. I was running as fast as I could. I lost the person who was following me but I was also lost in the middle of nowhere.


I woke up in a nice warm home. Wondering where I am and how I got here. I saw someone with I weird black coat hiding there face. The person took there hood off and It was my mum. I was happy to see her but I knew I would never see her again.
I was just dreaming and I woke up crying knowing I will never see my mother again..

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