"Where are you going?" said my aunt. "To the shop", I said. "But it´s getting dark! And a storm is coming. All the rats come out when there is a storm. Don´t go near them. And don´t touch them!"
I went out and saw lots of rats. I wasn´t scared. I went near them and touched them. Then I remembered what my aunt had said. Too late! My teeth turned black and my skin was covered with flies. I screamed and ran into the forest. In the middle of the forest I saw a monster.
Now I live with the monster, and when it´s dark and stormy I go into the forest and scare people. Maybe I will come out and scare you.
-The end-
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