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This Is One Of The Stories That I Am proud Of.

I picked up my mashed potato with my fork and turned it over, around and around. The potato was red; dad had used the wrong type of potatoes and, as he said, forgot to peel them

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After dinner I go into my room and pull the book out from under my bed. I plop the book onto my bed and climb on my bed. I wriggle under the covers and lay my head on my pillow.

Suddenly the book flips open and goes to a page with plants on it. The plants start growing like mad, reaching for my face, neck, hair. In 5 seconds the plant has reached my neck, and it starts pulling at my neck, trying to pull me closer to the book rapping its long vines around my neck. I start screaming, calling for my parent, trying to get someone to help me. And after 2 minutes, I pass out.

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I slowly start to come back. I hear Mum’s voice, she said before that he warned her about the book, now it was too late, or something along the lines of that.

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We returned the book, now I know never to get that book out and listen to what the librarians say.

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