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Post by DAE THE WRITER on Mar 15, 2016 8:34:12 GMT -6
It was an ordinary day with a special event. A foreign traveler was coming to stay with us! The program took kids from bad parents and brung them into homes. He would however come back to live with parents, once they sobered up.
His name was Rico. He didn't talk which I thought was strange. But, he was still part of the family!
After we adopted— I mean brung Rico into our lives we got a turtle. His name was Christian. However, he just slept for 4 days then went missing.
The second turtle was named "Thatcher." He got out of his cage and ran away. Now, that I think about he was always a feisty one.
The last one's name was Alyssa. She was the best. We played everyday. Until she went missing.
One night, I woke up to the sound of loud crunching. Not like cracks but like an animal eating another animal.
The smelly smell smelt like rotting flesh. Crunch— Crunch.
I creaked the door opened. Crunch— Crunch.
I slowly tip-toed down the stairs. Crunch— Crunch.
I soon realized the smell and noise was coming from Rico's room. Slurp— Slurp.
As the door slowly opened, I could make out Rico's figure Along with the cracked shells of my pet turtles.
Crunch— Crunch.
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