“Stop what are you are doing” said the teacher as Stella climbed a very tricky mountain. “No don…” before i could finish my sentence she reached her hand to the a broken rock. “Nooooo” i screamed as tears rolled down my cheeks. I had just lost my best friend 60 feet down a rock roll into a mauve coloured alligator. I tried to climb down to get but there was no time to look back now. I had to go on there was no way she was still alive I will come back for her later.
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