I was walking home from school when the ground began to rumble. I didn't think much of it, because it's usually my fat neighbor running on her treadmill.
But this sound was different, and the air smelled like cookies. Suddenly, my mom ran outside and started screaming for me to go into my house. I was so confused until I turned around.
Bob Duncan.
It was at that moment that I sprinted into my house, scared to death. The news warned us about this, we didn't know it would come so quick.
I was frantic. I quickly ran inside and locked the door. All the sudden we heard, "Good Luck, family. I'm coming in."
Bob kicked the door down and we all locked our selves in the bathroom. We heard tons of crunching and cracking.
I heard the door shut, so I slowly walked into my kitchen. There, I found tons of raw eggs all over my floor, but no shells.
The news was right.
Bob Duncan has now broken into 83 homes and eaten all of the egg shells he can find.
He needs to be stopped. Please help spread awareness.
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Stop Bob Duncan
Teen FictionBob Duncan is breaking into homes for one reason, and he needs to be stopped.