Prolouge

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It was a beautiful, bright Sunday morning and I was getting ready for church and my mom said that we were skipping today. We skip church like every other week. I don't even know why we go. My sister June was sitting by the kitchen when I herd the front door open. I wonder who that is? No one ever uses our front door. I peek around the corner to see who it is. It is our aunt Martha visiting from Alaska. Everyone rushes over to see her. Im surprised to see her come so early in the year. Wouldn't she want to get away from the cold? Anyways, i hug her and we say our hellos. Then it starts to pour out of no where and everyone is panicking and trying o rush inside and trying not to get Martha's bags wet. Everyone sits on the couch while turning on the t.v. and gasping at the horrifying screen in front of them.

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