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Everyone should contribute one word to the story (similar to an actve thread but one word at a time)
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because this site doesn’t get refreshed very often, it makes more sense to perhaps do one sentence at a time, as opposed to one word at a time
Once upon a time, there was a creaking noise coming from downstairs of the Mishpachastein home.
(following i love coffee)
It was the kind of noise that could not be ignored.
but for some reason she felt like going back to sleep
She was just drifting off when a single avacado rolled into her room from the hallway.
When suddenly she heard it again. But it was LOUDER this time which wiped away any thoughts of sleep.
The noise rivaled the volume of a Miami Boys Choir concert or a band at a chasunah in a too small wedding hall: deafening.
The end.
when she opened her eyes, she almost passed out at the sight that greeted her.
she got up from bed and quietly tippi toes to the door
shakingly she opened the door and saw a gigantic coconut!!
Suddenly, the coconut spoke to her in a raspy, dry voice from a full-lipped mouth set under the “eyes” and “nose.”
Boo!
???? ???? ???? ????!!!!!
(And Pharoah awoke and behold it was all a dream)
This doesnt have to end the story. We could have some deep interpratations!
She pushed the coconut and it rolled down the stairs landing with a big thump on the ground.
(Do bein hazmanim machines and talking cats ever get involved in this story)
I think that the explanation is that in seven years she will turn into a giant coconut.
Nancy Brodrick, the talking cat, said, “No talking cats in this story due to a malfunction of the bein hazmanim machine.”
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