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a stampede of people start running toward the tents, bad people.

They carry knives and different weapons of all sorts.
I try to move to help the innocent people

inside the tents but I can't,
I'm frozen in place.

Now my ears are ringing with the shouts of people.
The scene has dived into chaos.

There are bodies of bad and good sprawled out across the land.

But just as sudden as it had started,
I am back with my family in our old hut.

They are laughing and talking.
I feel I should be happy too,

but I know this isn't right.
Then their laughing comes to a sudden stop

as they drop dead on the spot,

with the life drained out of their eyes.
I see the men with knives behind their bodies

but I cannot speak or move or do anything but watch.

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Olivia Klar
Emerald L.A.

Ed. Austin Shapiro
SLEEP STORY I

I wake up in my tent alone,

but I smell breakfast being cooked by Dave.
When I step outside,

all I can see

is a cattle herd full of Gols.

They’re not different cows like usual.

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