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chapter 1: lost
I was walking home one day lost with nothing to do. A wise man told me a story a couple days back,but I didn't believe him.
I took a short cut in the woods. I tried it out for the first time. It was scary at first then I realized I was lost. I thought this cant be happening. I tried to go back but I couldn't find the road.
I tried everything but nothing worked. I cried for help but no one heard me. I thought I saw someone but it ran away. I ran all over but couldn't find anything but animals and trees.
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