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“No! Please don’t!” shrieks a girl from within the forest. My mind instantly alert, searching for the owner of the scream. Zeem points to a large shrub big enough for both of us to hide behind. We silently crawl over to the bush just in time for a girl with long brown hair tied back in a braid to come darting out toward the water. The two boys we heard earlier emerge, closely pursuing her. “No! Stop!” she cries with huge brown eyes. She turns to face them once she reaches the water’s edge.

A Deadly Game to Play  

A short story

A Deadly Game to Play  

A short story

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