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Once upon a time, there was a storm picnic. With chocolate milk and chips and
sandwiches. It was dark and creepy. And fun.
The candle fires danced when the Thunder Monster grumbled. But then the Thunder Monster growled and
shouted. He was grumpy. And he was scary. He scared the candle fires, and he scared the
sandwiches. The Thunder Monster didn’t
feel very well. I think his stomach
hurt. Maybe he needed a sandwich, too.
The End.
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