Mrs Stone's Whale Watchers

From the Mountains to the Sea

Samson #7

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I was trapped under it.
It was everywhere. It was under me and around me, filling the room like some kind of toxic gas. And the smell, I could not believe the smell. It was the kind of smell what seeped down your throat and into your pores. Suddenly I was pulled from this nightmare thingamabob.
Yay I’m free! … no more rainbows or rainbow unicorns or weird toxic smelly things.
Yippee!
BOOM!
Yay!!! More trails an’ tribulations!
I started running away from the direction I thought the explosion was in. there was a lot of rubble. More rubble than I expected. That was very strange…

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