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we had left the tent and were walking down the twisty hill. zooble and gangel were talking in front of me about something i couldn't hear. kinger was blabling about wasps and something about them having photographic memory. not going to lie that scared me a bit. ragtha was walking a litle bit behind me and looked realllllllllllly deep in thought. i was hardly paying atention to anything. then i crashed in to a tree. " what the actual  f*(* " every one looked up i did not like that. " i'm fine " i said " how long till we are their. " oh about ... ten minuts i would say" "oh ok thanks ragtha" i replied. we caried on walking .                                                                                eventuly we got their. the sand felt odd it felt almost.... real but at the same time not. it was messing with my brain so i just stod up  on the side the others were...........having a picknick .were did that come from. i walked over and asked." were did this come from". zooble answered my question. "ragtha she all ways has one on her". "why", "i dont know ask her not me ". " ok then". i walked of to find her because despite her being the one who braught it she wasn't their. i looked around for a while about an hour then came back i hadnt found her. when i got back i asked " have you seen ragtha i cant find her"....silence. gangel answered. " um no we thought she was with you " " no she wasn't ".......... where did she go........

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