The Moving Statue

I was walking down my road on a sunny day going to the local park, where they had bought a new statue for the park. When I got there, I was walking down the path looking at the birds. I was on the path trying to find the statue when suddenly ; there it was standing before me the old, dusty and brown. I looked at it for a while then went on walking along the path. I looked up and in front of me I saw lots of the same statue, they all ran towards me I didn’t know what to do so I ran.


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