The curse

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"Omg guys! Since we are at a sleepover, we should curse knicker bocker Becky's daddy!" I shout happily.
"Yeah we should my raspberry rascal!" Ed Sheeran says as he shaves his squid ink. Then we all went into the bathroom and turned the lights of.
"It is diddly darn dark in here" I say.
"Yeah maybe I should take these rock climbing shoes of then. I don't want to accidentally climb on your rocky faces!" Nanny goujon squeaky feety says. Then we knock on the mirror and count to 10.5. Suddenly the lights turn on and everyone around me is dead but knicker bocker Becky is no where to be seen.  I slip on my rock climbing shoes and trample on everyone's Barbie licences. Then I realise I am cursed because my cavity just came back and it is travelling down my spine. So I rip my spine out and place it in a shin pad. Now I am ready to swim with uncles. I get my wetsuit on and meet my uncle Scott at the cancer room in the hospital and he is dying so I tell him to get the hell up.
"Uncle Scotland! Get up to go uncle fishing! I scream. Then I pull the plug of his life support again.

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