a nature walk

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They all walked along the trail, coming across a very intimidating sign.

"Road work ahead?" The guy asked turning to his friend, "Uh yeah i sure hope it does."

On the way there they saw many chickens crossing the path.

"Look at all those chickens." A young girl called from behind, no one really knowing where she came from.

As they walked, they heard birds chirping.

"Tweekle tweekle, tweekle tweekle." An unknown guy called out to them.

Their instructor then turned them down a dark path only filled with trees and insects.

Our photographer then lined us all up suggesting we take a photo, "Say Coloradoo."

Before our eyes, in a bright flash, an unknown creature or person swept by the photo yelling, "I'm a giraffe!"

"Is that a mini dinosaur?" A girl asked looking in the direction of the "giraffe".

Her friend hit her hand looking to her in stupidity, "You dumb bitch that's a kramoda dragon."

"Oh, true." She said nodding in agreement, beginning to walk off, not watching where she was going. She mistakingly stepped on the toe of another girl who was not happy with her.

She turned to her friend in disgust, "Bitch gon step on my fucking toe bitch with the fuckin cowgirl fucking boots bitch DISGUSTIN."

In the distance you could hear yelling, which everyone ran to. There lay one of the chaperones, unconsciously on the ground.

"Miss Keisha? Miss Kieasha. Miss Keisha?"

After countless times and no response, the worried girl then stood up, "Oh my fuckin god she fuckin dead."

"We all die. You either kill your self or get killed." A tall boy announced from the back of the crowd.

"I'M A BAD BITCH YOU CANT KILL ME!" A confident girl called out.

They all stared to her in confusion, now walking away from Miss Keisha's dead body.

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