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Teyah H
02/13/2012 8:48am

The Axe Murderer

She squealed as the man with the axe ran into the barn. She yelped and jumped as he moved toward her. Finally, he grabbed her and began to soothe her. He knelt down and leaned over her warm body. The axe quickly chopped off her head. Her body was limp. He shouted, “Who wants bacon?”

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MF
02/13/2012 8:50am

Clear
It was poured in. Slowly and steadily I grab it. It swirls, crashes against the plastic. It makes me dizzy. I pick it up; it falls without smell inside the hole. It swishes, and fills the darkness. After a hard days work my mom finally goes to the store and buys water. “Ah, thanks mom I needed that.”

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Cecilia ME
02/13/2012 8:52am

Swishing, flying, through the air
“Put me down!” “Let me go!”
Screams of fear all around.
People watching with fear in their eyes.
“Good Luck” “Hold on”
Crying, Screaming, Praying Fearing.
Gears creaking, Eyes bulging as the air comes to a stop.
“Let me go!!”
“Stop crying baby, the ride hasn’t even started.”

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