Sandbox

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I was walking back to the sandbox, where my daughter was, with the Mint Chocolate Ice cream, on July 11, 2016. She was gone. My heart sunk to the ground as I looked around for her. I saw her at a big van, grabbing a piece of candy from a bearded man with a walking dead shirt, driving a white YMCA van. I dropped the ice cream, starting running over, ran over her sandcastle, and screamed for my daughter to come back to me, into my open arms. I saw him pick her up and put her in the back of the truck. I started choking on my tears. He drove out of the parking lot.

I unlocked and got into my car, still balling eyes out, cursing god. I drove at 85 mph trying to catch up to the car. I could hear my daughter screaming, banging on the hard car metal.

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I DONT EVEN KNOW WHATS GONNA HAPPEN NEXT EITHER, SO IM ALSO HERE SCREAMING "YO IM ANTWON AND MR DAD GON GET KILLED SON. DIS STORY LIT" Potato_11 xD

Or no one is screaming that and im a lonely wattpad creator who gets no reads.

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