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That night I draw a lion with the pencils. A real lion appeared in my room. "AHHH," I screamed.
My mom yelled, "Sarah, are you okay?" I had a feeling the lion wasn't going to hurt me so I yelled back "Yes, it's just a spider." If the lion appeared because I drew it, maybe if I erase it, it will go away. As I erase, the lion began to disappear.
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