Hope

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I ran down the stairs, grabbed my pens and started drawing.Even though I was eight years old I had the drawings skills of a twelve year old.There was a knock on the door and he said "They're here!Be polite,do what I told you!
As the visitors came in my heart stopped.Stampy and Sqaishey had just walked in...

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