That one bag of diamonds.

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"Tell me where you got that bag of diamonds, or I'll shot you in the head right now!" said the crook. I take a deep breath and told the story of how I got the diamonds. "I went to the beach at midnight to listen to the waves and feel the ocean breeze. All of sudden something starts to emerge from the ocean water, I hurry and get my banoculars. I see a unicorn horn shining in the bright moonlight. It's Narwhale! I take my banoculars away from my face and pull down my nerd glasses. Mother of God, I say to myself. I was awestruck, I'd witnessed Narwhale baconing. Since it was a task only a few had accomplished, the majestic Narwhale granted me a bag of diamonds. He told me to use it wisely, and gave the power to speak to other whales. I thanked Narwhale and ran home like my mum bought me brand new jar of nutella. I didn't know what to do with the bag, it wasn't like I could make a diamond picaxe and enchant or something. I was super sleepy so I took a nap on my couch. I went the sleep and 1 o'clock and woke up at three. I was starving. I decided to order some churros, because they taste awesome. After I devoured the churros, I met a girl named Marcia. She had on bathing suit and she was drenched in water. I asked her if she was cold. She said a jacket would me nice, so I gave her mine. Her hair was beautiful, so shiny and blonde. She had the cutest freckles on cheeks and shoulders. I could never stop staring at her. Over the several hours I'd spent with her I'd fallen in love. All we did was talk to each other about DC and Marvel comics. She was from Australia, her accent was extremely thick, so I couldn't understand anything she was saying. But, I didn't mind, I was just fine with staring at her. BOOM! Across the street, my neighbor Steve's house had exploded. Steve was always weird and too smart for his own good. Steve was standing outside of his house. I couldn't hear a thing. My forearm was throbbing like crazy. A peice of shrapnel from Steve's firey house had hit me in the forearm. It was purple and blue. My DNA was all over the sand and Marcia. All I felt was numbness, it was

the adrenaline. Me being momentarily deaf, I screamed to Marcia asking if she was okay. She shook her head, yes. Then, the love of my hours had broken my heart.

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