Read your tale.
Could It Really Happen?
It happened last Saturday. Mackenzie and I were camping in my back yard. We were telling jokes and eating apples when we heard an odd, happy noise coming from the dark. We thought it sounded like a talking hippo.
Bravely, Mackenzie writing to the hippo. I heard black music and reading to my friend. Right before my eyes I saw Mackenzie disappear and then reappear as a peculiar, 10–footpuppy's . I clap! But then the puppy's sitting and said, “I'm starving. Got any banana ?”
“Wa-wah-where's Mackenzie ?” I stammered.
“What's wrong with you? I am Mackenzie !”
That's when I fainted.
by: paige jones
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