It was a cold stormy night, Daniel was on his way to his friend Harry's house for a sleepover as his spiky blonde hair waved in the wind, he saw something. It was a poster, he had never seen it before so he was intrigued, he went across the dark lonely road to take a look. Doing so he found out it was a wanted poster, it was laminated but too dark to see what it said, so he shone his phone torch to read it, he decided to take it with him, so he took it from the pole and ran the few streets to his friends house.
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The Wanted
Short StoryThis is the first story I ever wrote, so I know it is bad, but whatever.
