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The fluffy cat trotted through the yard with a fat, juicy dove in her smiling mouth. She ran past the window of her house where her family sat eating dinner. Their jaws dropped. -
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Bertha was waiting on the corner for the greasy, slimy troll to arrive. As the troll strolled Bertha's way, she pulled her hood over her head, and slid her head down.