The Monster..

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I didn't see it at first. I was too busy joyfully singing. It crept up on me, it's sharp teeth and claws ready to kill. I tried to run, I really did. I burst into the large house nearby, running with all my might. It grabbed me, and I squealed to be free. It payed no attention to my pleas, and began its torture. It dropped me on the hard groud, temping me with escape, before ripping me up again. After what felt like ages, I heard routing footsteps. An even larger creature came out of the shadows. It looked at the me with a discussed face. It scared the monster away, and it picked me up gentlely. "Mom! The kitty brought in another birdy!!"

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