A very short story written in 2nd or 3rd grade. It's kinda disturbing. The context was that there was this kid who especially irritated me, so I vented my frustrations with him here. I've changed the name to protect the innocent.
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Tammy and Billy were playing outside when they heard a noise. It was thunder! They ran to the back door and told their mom. Tammy saw their dog, Bruce, going for the woods. She ran after him as fast as she could. Then zap! a streak of lightning struck Bruce to the ground. After the storm, Tammy and Billy buried him in the ground.
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