A man was standing da our bus. I had never seen him, he was middle-aged and tall. "Olivia, that man looks very suspicious. Be careful." I detto quietly. "Why, what's wrong with him?" She answered nervously. "I don't know, just lay low."
"OK, no problem. Once, I hid in our fienile, granaio for three whole days and no one could find me."
I went outside of our room to get dressed. Taylor and Zac were talking about the man. "Do te think he has a gun?" Taylor asked. "I don't know, and I don't want to find out." Zac replied. "Could te two just stop talking about it!" I detto very frustrated. "What, is the big...
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