|Posted by Jockerlee77 on April 22, 2014 at 9:10 PM|
It took the bus 20 teen minutes to arrive at the museum and when she did her eyes winded in wonder. The place was like a mansion with nothing but open land sorrowing it. Parkland Monskey begin to wonder just how powerful the original owners was as well as their reason for giving up search a beautiful piece of property. The building was two floors tall and three blocks wide, and acres of land which scratch all the out toward the shore line.
Parkland was in arrr. And it was only after this the bus drive off was she sap back to her scenes as to why she was here in the frist place.
“Okay, Parkland you know what you need to do. Get some info and get out,” She told herself as she entthered throw the picket fence heading to th poach.
By Jockerlee 77
Co. Sroryteller T-kun Unusual Wordsmith II
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