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huffed and puffed. Puffed and huffed. And one, two and….
Three!
Yes! He heard the sound of the door! He made it. He
really did it! Of course, at that moment, he
had fallen to the floor, sweat trickling
down his neck, his back slightly achy
and cold, his legs twisted to one
side, bumping against the stove.
When he finally opened his eyes to
see the glory of his hard
labor, his eyebrows
frowned before he could
even tell them to do so.
And rightfully so!
Right before his eyes, he saw the strangest thing.
He looked to his left and saw the freezer door still
untouched. He turned quickly to the right. And that’s when
his mouth opened in disbelief!
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