Party Time

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     The sun stood alone in the sky; from the cat's standpoint she inhaled this aroma of fresh life. Her nose buds tingled with a calming and peaceful sensation. The sweet smell of every lawn in the neighborhood was consumed with intensity accompanied by the sun's warmth.

       Mirror maze, a door reveals an open field of freshly cut grass with a rose bush off in the distance. Next to the rose bush was three big baskets of laundry, closer to the middle of the field sat a table with cake, ice cream and bacon. Then a dirt road towards an airplane directly across from the table of sweets. Something seemed off... shaking of the uneasy feeling, your stomach roars like a lion so you head towards the table with delicious looking assortments, the ground crunching softly beneath you.

         You tentatively check the cake and ice cream, they both look and smell fine so, you go ahead and cut yourself a slice of what happens to be chocolate cake and take the bowl of cotton candy ice cream. "Don't forget the bacon!" you remind yourself.

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