“I’m cold” Sally complained as a cold wind blew around us. It was midnight and we were sneaking around a creepy cemetery. We had been sneaking around for about twenty minutes when, we reached an old rusty gate. Sally and I tried shoving the gate but it wouldn’t budge. Then all of a sudden the rusty gate creaked open, Sally and I slipped through the opening. It was as cold as Antarctica. I shivered. After a while we came across an old wooden shed. “Should we go in?” Sally asked. “Sure” I whispered. As we stepped inside. The door slammed shut behind us.
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