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"i was walking down the road, after i had visited the market to get some stuff mum had asked me to get. It was a cold breezy morning, the sun had hiding behind grey clouds. I love such weather. Its windy and nice, and enjoyable. I was wearing a scarlet colored rain coat, with yellow boots as i walked down the damp road since it had rained yesterday. My house wasn't too far away from the market, but it wasn't close either. I insisted on going to the market alone since my mother was sick, and cold weather was naturally bad for sick people. But i should've been smarter and taken someone with me along... as i walked down the street, i passed the same statue id pass everyday as i walked home from school. At first i paid no attention towards the strangely dressed old woman standing near the statue, with a torn grey dress, and smudged bright red lipstick, but as i walked by the statue, i noticed she was holding an umbrella, but why? I ignored her and carried on. Only a few steps i had taken further, and it started to drizzle and rain. The old lady seemed to have seen and noticed me. "Little girl in the red coat!" she called. I immediately knew the voice that called out was referring to me since no one around had the same coat as me. I immediately turned to the statue and began walking towards her. She was just an old lady with an umbrella, right? If only. As i reached her, she asked me to step under the umbrella next to her, and so i did. She asked me what my name was, and where i lived, but she asked more, oddly specific questions, such as my parent's name and further more. After a while she walked me home safely and i went inside the kitchen to hand over the groceries i had bought. *BANG* *BANG* *BANG*, loud shot noises came from outside. It alerted everyone in my house. But i was closest to the door so i ran to check out what was happening. It was the old lady! With a gun!!! she had shot my pet dog-" as Amanda was about to continue you her story, her teacher said with a sigh, "Amanda. why do all of your stories always have old ladies with guns?! try something different!". Amanda walked towards her desk in class disappointed and started furiously writing another story in her note book. The end :D
