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Time passed, tick, tick, tick. It went on for so long it felt like time itself had ended. The road was so white it was me walking into ... nothingness. White to black, a black darker than the shadow of fear. A cloud of pressure slowly strangled every bit of confidence I had left. In my head I was asking all of these questions, but deep, deep down, I knew all the answers, I just did not know it yet. I took a deep breath in, but never seemed to breathe the toxic air I had been breathing out.
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"I present you with, the amazing rainbow Sheep!"
The strange scientist rubbed his hands together in glee. He glanced around the crowd, quite obviously looking for someone, noted Charlett. Then his beady eyes laid on Sophia. Someone grabbed Charlotte's shoulder, their bony fingers digging into her skin. She realised that both Sophia and her were being dragged towards the large sinkhole directly behind them. "Don't panic," screamed the scientist, "this won't hurt a bit. Just stand very still!" Charlett was feeling quite sheepish, literary! She had dived head first into this trap, and had dragged Lucy into it to! Her spine was tingling, she new as soon as she touched the bottom of the ditch she had fallen into, she would no longer be human... I was walking into the barn with the shears to find different coloured fur on the sheep. This was bad, this was very bad. My client told me specifically WHITE fur.
I think it was that woman who stayed at my barn that cursed my sheep because I kicked her out for scaring the sheep. It was 4:45pm and I had to find some white wool before my client came at 5:30pm so I had to go into the house. I walked into the house a nice big sack of wool and suddenly I knew who sent it. My friend Bob. Once upon a time there was a kind warm-hearted Shepherd called Steven. He had quite a normal life. But one day a very unusual thing happened, no one knows why. This is how his day started.
Steven woke up to a wonderful fresh spring morning. After his delicious breakfast He strode out of his house to the paddock care for his sheep, because that was his job. Steven was a Shepherd. As he opened the gate he knew something was terribly wrong. His sheep were coloured different colours of the rainbow! Was it his eyes playing tricks or had someone coloured his sheep? |
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