The Mist

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All I see is a tree. Then, as I get closer, the tree gets bigger and I see a cabin. It looks like someone lived there even though it was broke down. As I get I'm about to land, a man, a woman ,and a girl my age come out of the house. The land now is a little too close for comfort. The bike lands and I fly hitting my head on a rock as I land. I guessed I did not plan this out long enough.
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I wake up in a bed that is old and creeks when I move. The girl my age walks in. "Welcome to the Meadows. I'm Adeline and if you need anything just talk to me. Ok?" she says in a polite voice. "O-ok.? Um where are my clothes?" "We took them off you and here's some to replace them." she offers me her hand so I can stand. I grad the sheets and cover my body in them and take her hand. She walks out so I can get dressed. I look at the clothes. It'd a red dress made off fine fabric. And silver shoes.

I walk out of the room and to my surprise the family was going under the house in some bunker or something

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I walk out of the room and to my surprise the family was going under the house in some bunker or something. The mother had a green dress. And the daughter a blue dress.

 And the daughter a blue dress

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The father wore a formal gentalmens outfit

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The father wore a formal gentalmens outfit.

The father wore a formal gentalmens outfit

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"Come on hurry!!" the girl called to me. So, I picked up my dress to run better. I run to the buncker. The stairs that leaf down to the buncker and narrow. As we get closer to the end, I hear voices. Yelling and screaming. Male and female. All teen voices though. As we reach the end, strobe lights hit my face. Almost blinding me. Smoke fills the air. The smell of alcohol and sweat overcome my smelling. "Hey... welcome to the party!"

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