100Wc

Rapidly running through the wild woods, I spotted a gate. Tom and I scrambled through the gate and came across a sofa. A decript, rusty, old sofa. Chesnut leaves were scattered all over it. Tom and I carefully sat on it. But it started to glow up. When  sofa starts magically glowing;  when the clouds cover the gleaming sun; when your mind gets dizzy, then you know something wierd is going to happen. We flooded through a magic hole. But where we appered was extrememely wierd. Home. Confused, scared, worried, Tom and I looked around the house. No one was there…

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