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The Rising

Where did it come from, Who brought it here?

People started to crowd around the skelton figure of some kind of pre historic man from the ice age. It look like a statue, but was it?

“No! Don’t touch it, you don’t know what or who brought it here.”

“It’s so life like, It’s raising its hands to the sky.”

Just as the crowd gaither around the man like figure, the sky grew dark and the clouds truned gray.

The Moon shadow stood over the statue, and the thunder rolled across the sky. Lighting streak down around it.

“It’s going to rain, we better leave.”

Just when the crowd truned to walk away, they could not move. Their feet. was planted to the ground.

The wind started blowing furiously, children were crying.

“What is going on!”

The statue eyes open, a black,dark stair on it’s face.

It’s hands stretching to the sky.

“It’s alive, what do we do?!!”

“Run, run for you life.”

” I can’t, my feet are planted to the ground.”

The crowd from across the park ran to see what.

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