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//actual scene from a chapter// I walked in the house, set my bag onto the floor and walked over to my couch. "AHHHHHHHHHHH" I screamed. There was a huge spider on my couch. I ran into the kitchen, and started looking around. What could I use to attack a giant, man eating spider? No, not a spatula. Or a knife. A fly swatter? I found the can of soda with Dan's number on it. "I could call Dan." I said. I pondered over the situation. Am I really going to call Dan for a spider? ... I dialed the number, and pressed call. It rang for a moment, but Dan answered. . . . Hello! I wrote this story close to two years ago. I'm not going to change it even though the plot is.. strange. Nothing in this book is meant to offend anyone. It was just out of fun!!
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