The Dead Rabbit

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                 The next morning, I had no memory of the recent activities. As I walked outside a saw a dead rabbit below my bedroom window, I was shocked in horror, I remembered the incidents last night. I picked up the dead rabbit and tossed it over the fence, feeling uneasy I walked inside to see my 13-year-old son, ''Good morning mom, did you see a lady on the roof last night?'', not wanting to scare my son, I said,'' Micheal, you need to stop reading those crime books before you go to bed, and no I have not seen any woman or anything on the roof last night'', Micheal looked scared, I hugged him as he walked out to school. As I was home from work for a week, I had nothing to do. I decided to take a walk in the woods.

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