http://students.ou.edu/M/Sierra.P.Mayfield-1/story1.htmlMy son was a powerful monster living down on the in the darkness. My son was so raw that when night fall hit, he went to Herot to see what the warrior did after they were done drinking. When he arrived, he saw that they were asleep, dreaming, and unsuspecting. So he slipped through the door and snatched up thirty men smashed them in their bed and ran out with their bodies and took them back to his lair! He was very pleased with his slaughter. I always wondered how they didn't hear that but any ways hey woke up to a pleasant surprise. Missing thirty of their men they fled. Fled far away where they would be safe from the blood thirsty monster! And when they left, Herot became his home. Hahaha, nahnah na boo boo! My son took your home!
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