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Duberry Forest

I saw my father waiting on the edge of the road
and I ran into his arms, gasping for breath. I told

him what I saw in the forest and he looked at me

puzzled.

“Shakim, you’re letting your imagination run away
with you again”, he chuckled. “That was Mr. Jerry,

who lives in the next village. His dog got struck

by a truck and was killed. He went into the forest

to bury him!”

“Oh”, I said, feeling silly. I’m looking at too may
scary movies, I thought to myself.

When we got home we saw Charlie sitting on the

verandah with mommy. “Charlie was hiding under

the house the whole time”, she said. I ran towards
Charlie and hugged and petted him.

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