Could It Really Happen?

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It happened last Saturday. Angel and I were camping in my back yard. We were telling jokes and eating cookies when we heard an odd, fearless noise coming from the computer. We thought it sounded like a talking duck.

Bravely, Angel played to the duck. I heard scary music and screamed to my friend. Right before my eyes I saw Angel disappear and then reappear as a peculiar, one–foot dog. I greeted! But then the dog fell and said, “I'm starving. Got any pies?”

“Wa-wah-where's Angel?” I stammered.

“What's wrong with you? I am Angel!”

That's when I fainted.

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