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Weekly Contest #130
It was dark, cold, and at least half the children on the train were sick from the constant rocking of the train car. None of us knew where we were going except me. I know, I have read about this day in books for years. Our parents sent us away due to global warming. They will most likely all die. But us? We are going to a new place called MARS. We will be the only living species left. Right now though we are on our way to NASA. To fly to MARS. “I'm tired”. My little sister Emma moaned. “Lay down on my lap and close your eyes, we ...
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