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We were six friends, namely Jane Austen, Sana Bell, Alieana Khan, Kiara Ward, Ashley Bell and Ishu,(yeah that's me) came to the car rental shop.........
Kiara: Hey! Do you idiots even know the way to the forest?
Sana: Obviously, you kira.
Kiara: Hey! Don't call me kira. I am Kiara!
And we laughed loudly!...............
Alieana: I also ........ But right now, my biggest problem is this locked jacket.
Ishu: Why did you even wear them? You should have worn jeans for camping. That dress of yours looks quite uncomfortable.
Aliana: Wanna wear?
And the others started laughing and chatting.
Ashley was walking slowly into the forest with her torch, her heart was beating fast and loudly as if it was going to come out of her rib cage............. "Wh-who is it? Le-let me g-go! ". She looked here and there, standing frozen in one place.......
She panicked.......
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