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Still in complete awe, Connie heard faint footsteps coming from the garden, with each step getting louder as the noises came closer to the house. Terrified, Connie hid next to the fridge.
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She held her breath to remain unnoticed as she watched two scary men trudge through the back door, into her house.
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| Great idea using this lonely house as a hidout! | |
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| Meh, whatever. Lets go back up to the bedroom, and hide our new loot. | |
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As soon as Connie knew that the burglars were all the way upstairs, Connie gently creeped out the still open back door, and ran around to her garage, thinking of a plan.
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| Wow, that was a close one! Now, how can I teach them a lesson? Wait, is that a motorbike? | |
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