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The Moles of
By Haley Corcoran
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They eventually got to sleep that night, but it wasn't very
easy. They were restless for hours and hours.
"Wake up! Wake up!" cried Alli.
"What?" murmured Mickey.
"Let's go before any other CRAZY animals come to be our
"Ok, Ok, I'll get up," Mickey whined. As he got up, he
realized that they had forgotten to pack a change of clothes while they were
leaving. So, he had to make do with his dirty jeans and a worn out sweatshirt.
"So Alli, since you seem to just know EVERYTHING, what now, huh? Where do we go
" I don't know!"
"How 'bout some ice cream?" Mickey joked.
"Come on, am I the only one who is actually taking this
seriously?" Alli cried.
"No. I'm just hungry after the whole 'owl incident'
"Well, first of all, I have no idea where we are.
Second of all, we have NO MONEY!!!
And thirdly, YOU'RE the big brother. YOU should be
waking me up, and telling ME what to do!!!"
"Whoa, whoa, I'm sorry!" Mickey retorted.
" I wonder which way is home," Alli said, with a calmer
"Well... I think it's... maybe it's-"
"Let's just go that way," Alli interupted as she
pointed to a wide open field to their left. But then again, they never crossed a
field last night, they only remembered going through the forest.
" Actually, let's go that way," Mickey gestured to his
" Ok," Alli agreed.
They gathered their things, and set out on their way.
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