Thirteen

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I follow Newt's orders and I go to my bed.

I felt Delighted to get the first serving from Frypan

I take my backpack and head towards the dead Griever

Minho in front of me, running like a crazy beaver.

After several hours and one break, we reach it.

Blood all around it, like an apple which has been squished.

A disgusting sight but I notice something inside it.

A small metal cylinder with a red light beeping inside it

"Hey.. Minho maybe this will take us inside the Griever hole"

"Worth a shot....... we'll just have to give it a go"



He guys! Please tell me what you think about my poem. And I'll be busy these days because of exams so I'll be late in updating it. Sorry. So... Please vote it and ask your friends to read it too <3 <3

-Noor


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