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Tell this story: “There it was, finally. Our island. Our very own island. It looked beautiful above the waves of fog, but there was still one question to be answered: why had they sold it to us for only five dollars?” word count 125

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We were all perplexed as to why they were selling it to us for only $5. I noticed an odd small cave as I walked onto the beach. It appeared to be a bit suspicious... Everyone was in the boat preparing materials for the construction of a little cottage. I heard a noise from behind me as I was ready to enter the cave. Someone yelled, it sounded like. "Was there anyone else on this island?" I pondered... Another scream erupted after a time... Everyone assumed it was just a bird. But I had a feeling someone was in peril. I decided to investigate after dark. With my flashlight in hand, I ventured into the woods. In the distance, I noticed some smoke. "Someone has arrived!!" In my brain, I was thinking... I dashed toward the smoke as quickly as I could. And when I arrived, I noticed something intriguing. The names of everyone who lived on the island were spelled out on a wall. But there was one name that jumped out to me! It was my name, after all! I was perplexed as to why my name was on the list and why we had just paid $5 for the island. But then I noticed a man in the shadows as I was ready to turn and leave. It's a spooky shadow. It was an elderly person, as I got closer. "Hello.. "Are you okay?" She stated her case. I gave a nod. She asked, "What are you doing here?" "This is where we reside.." We paid five dollars for it. "Do you have any idea why?" I inquired. "Perhaps, because tradition has it that this island is haunted by a family of original spirits who live in a cave near the beach.

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