Friday, October 14, 2016

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One afternoon a camper went out searching for a new material. But then a horrible monster sprang out and attacked him. Oh never mind it was just a bunny. He carried on deeper and deeper into the forest. Until he saw it. The treasured wool. The only problem was. There was a deep hole in-between him and his dream. How could he get across? Then something caught his eye. Stairs! He walked up but he slipped and died. Wait no he didn’t die and there was no hole it was just an inflatable picture. He walked across grabbed the material. The material felt like a cloud.

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