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Kenneth

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Kenneth

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I was playing with my toys in my bed when I heard a knock on the door. My body stands up, going over to see who was at the door. Opening the door, I was surprised that I was not met with someone, rather I was met with a note. I picked up the note from the floor, looking at the content inside.

'Find me. Then you'll receive your reward. Clue one: 


'A place with things you love,

One room in the house we love to be together,

Helping each other with chores, 

Oh look, it's time for...'


This must have been mom and dad. I smiled at the text. Hmm? A place where I have all the things I love? One room in the house that we love to be together? Chores? What do I love the most? Chocolates. We be always together when we are eating and helping each other preparing food. So...

"It's time for dinner! The kitchen!" I exclaimed with glee. I walked downstairs but the path downstairs were blocked with tape that says 'don't go here or no rewards'. Ah man... My head turn side to side to search for a path that I could take to go down.  My eyes spotted the hiking gear that dad had, I could use that. Walking towards the gear, I put it own and then made sure that to place the clutch onto the railing securely. I throw the rope to down floor. My arms went onto the railing, going over to the other side, stepping onto the limited floor that reached over the railing. My eyes glanced down, seeing how far this could go. Once I was sure to do this, I let go from the rail, my hands sling onto the rope, going down.

Once I have got down, I release the clutch that I had on my waist, stepping onto the floor. My eyes went to look around the room, the kitchen was in front of me. I walked to the kitchen but then I feel that something was off. My eyes caught a toy gun lying on the couch. I widen my eyes.

"Attack!!!" My dad screamed, appearing from behind the wall in the kitchen, shooting toy bullets at me with mom on the other wall, chuckling at me. I take the toy gun, rushing to cover behind the sofa.

I groaned. "Dad!!!"

"I thought I won?!" 

"A man does not get what his if he does not put up a fight! Now come on, Kenny, shoot your best shot," My dad yelled from the behind the wall. My eyes peeked up a little, when I do, I was hit on the forehead. "Ow!" I hissed in pain, rubbing my forehead.

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