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Story Page
Gather around the campfire! It’s story time during the night. Hear the crickets chirp? Let’s start our story.
One night a girl and her friend were camping they settled down near a place with their family.
The littlest girls name was Maya, she was seven.
Maya yawned. “Mama, where’s Henry?”
Maya’s mom looked around, “OH NO!” She cried.
“Mommy!!!” They heard, and followed the noise.
“MOMMY!!!!” It cried.
They ran… And ran…. And ran…. And ran… I think you get it…
When they finally reached it they bent down and found a phone. It was Henry’s. It was crying “MOMMY!!!” They realized the recorder was on play.
They heard laughter behind them. It was Henry. He gave his sister one hundred dollars.
Henry then explained. While everyone was setting up camp Henry had snuck out, Maya saw and she wouldn’t not tell for anything but a hundred dollars. So then Henry continued his plan, ran to this spot, bired his phone underneath leaves, recorded his voice then hit play.
Please add your stories. I got a recorder idea from a story I just read. The queen mati ‘s story