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The sweat

by Bridget Russell | Score: 4250

I walked into the store and immediately walked right back out. I was John. He was an economist. I agreed with him on almost anything, but we dated and broke up. He is a very mature economist though. All I wanted was a bar of soap but with John in there I couldn't. I would rather go somewhere else. I walked on the sidewalk getting closer to Walmart when I looked in the old Twikim house. I couldn't believe my eyes! It was Mary the ghost. Nobody has seen her since the accident. I couldn't take I bolted to Walmart and stepped inside. I was instantly stared at by this snobby shop assistant lady by her weird desk office thing. She was acting like I was about to rob the store or steal something. Excitingly enough I saw something better that soap. I saw Tina. My best friend since for every and I ran to go great her. She was an experts on ghosts after all. Just like I was an expert on being a scared e cat. I ran outside and then, boom! I woke up in a cold sweat all alone in my room. Did anything even happen. I ran outside to see my dad playing with his wood sculptures. He was a very cofident craftmans. Then he told me. It

Completed challenges

The following challenges were completed during the writing exercise:

Event A package is delivered
Begin Start typing to begin
Letter Use the letter H
Character A mature economist
Words Reach 50 words
Prop Include a bar of soap
Event Your character sees a ghost
Words Reach 100 words
Character A snobby shop assistant
Prop Include a desk
Letter Use the letter X
Letter Use the letter A
Event Your character is all alone
Words Reach 200 words
Character A confident craftsperson

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