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My father was no where in sight; nor was his body. Did he burn in the fire? Iris, who stood next to me as I stood stairing in horror at the house, couldn't take her eyes off of me. She obviously knew something was up with how I was acting. "Is something wrong?" Iris asked. "Can you keep a secret?" My blue eyes wouldn't - couldn't - look away from the house; I looked closely for any sign of life. "Uh, well yeah, but you're freaking me out. Can you tell me what's going on?" Iris hassled. I quickly glanced around me, made sure I was out of way from passing eavesdroppers and any guards when I went to whisper to Iris. "That was my house that just burned down..." I finally managed to pry my eyes from the ashes of it and set my eyes to look at Iris. And I think my father was in it, I didn't say it even though I wanted to. "I thought you were from Cambreia." Iris says. "I lied, but only to keep papa safe." As I say this, I notice a body scorched to the bone. I covered my mouth with my hand to hide my horror. Iris, who is babbling a heap of words in the same minute, now sees the body with the burns and I only know this because she shuts up.
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//actual scene from a chapter// I walked in the house, set my bag onto the floor and walked over to my couch. "AHHHHHHHHHHH" I screamed. There was a huge spider on my couch. I ran into the kitchen, and started looking around. What could I use to attack a giant, man eating spider? No, not a spatula. Or a knife. A fly swatter? I found the can of soda with Dan's number on it. "I could call Dan." I said. I pondered over the situation. Am I really going to call Dan for a spider? ... I dialed the number, and pressed call. It rang for a moment, but Dan answered. . . . Hello! I wrote this story close to two years ago. I'm not going to change it even though the plot is.. strange. Nothing in this book is meant to offend anyone. It was just out of fun!!

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