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A long time ago there lived a unicorn named misty she was the last unicorn alive and there were many people wanting to hunt her because of her beautiful silver fur and her silky white glittery mane. One day while she was grazing a human caught sight of her and pulled out his gun 'BANG'! He shot her she fell to the ground she was in pain but she forced herself to jump up and run the man chased her but she was too fast even though her leg was bleeding heavily

Misty made sure no one was around and came out from behind a thick layer of vegetation she was hiding behind suddenly she heard a loud barking noise she darted across the nearby field fearing for her life luckily it was just a stray dog passing by but she could never be to careful as everyone wanted to hunt and kill herAll Rights Reserved

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