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Creative Writing: Bloody Apes Pond
Once you peek a look at this savage, insidious house you'll fall in love! At 1029 Bloody Apes Pond, your heart will thump from all the excitement at admiring this dilapidated and vibrant house. That four score years ago was an asylum. It is too irresistible to pass up. The shriek of the boom box faintly in the distance will beguile all different types of people. Once they trot towards the shrieks, barbs bursting from out of the ground will capture all intruders. All you do is swoop in and feast on them. What a morbid delight! The demonic hymns, whistling through the trees will sing you a goodnight song and put you right to sleep. What a superb favor. The clown, lacerated and besmeared with mildew, will pretend to scare you. Per contra, he will

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