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Nightmare in the couldersack

It was the summer holidays in cornwall and young boy no older than 10 wandered across the road he had short scruffy blonde hair, pudgy cheecks and short weak knees. He wandered across the road which resided in the couldersack sheilding his eyes from the scorching sun. What he was doing was looking for his freinds in a game of hide and seek he looked practicly everywhere the only place left was the barn so off he went trudging towards it. He saw a pile of straw came from it was the smell of rotten flesh he nervously pulled back the straw to reveal his parents corspes with there lungs ripped out and blood stained everywhere.

Jack woke up with a startled scream breathing heavily he threw the covers off him they were soaking wet he hoped that it was only sweat he heard 4 loud footsteps rushing up the stairs and he heard his door open “Jack Jack are you ok?” Jack mumbled back “fell out of me bed…” the door slowly closed

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