Never ending story....
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We each have to write a few sentences to keep the story going!
He stepped out of the shadows and into the well lit street and resisted looking back over his shoulder. From that moment on he realised that his life could never be the same..... |
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| As silent as a mouse, as slow as a snail, Samuel slid along the symmetrical street. This time he had gone too far. What was he to do next? |
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| He gasped in pain and held his arm as the blood slowly seaped through the sleave of his shirt. He needed to get out of sight and rest. |
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| Then he remember what had happened and how he had managed to save himself from the attack |
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| .. of the killer tomatoes with sharp stalks. Who would belive that .. |
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