Birthday in the Basement
This year my parents hid my birthday present in the scariest place in the house, the basement. I brought my dog, Calum, with me and a flashlight. Tip toeing down the creaky stairs, I started to regret doing this. Standing in front of the closet door with birthday streamers hung on it, the door opened and there it was, a brand new skateboard. Starring at it with amazement, I started to feel like I was watched then all of a sudden someone grabbed me from behind and my dog barked crazily. I wake up panting like a dog and hear my class laughing at me.
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