My sandwich jumped out of my hands and back onto the its plate. Seconds later it hurried over to a random battery that was on the kitchen bench. God knows why it wanted to go over there. It sat there like it was staring at me. I walked over to the bench, I saw white mold growing on the crust of the sandwich suddenly i wasn't so keen to eat it. My little energetic sister ran in front of me and picked my awful rotting sandwich up, before she new it it had vanished with no crumbs left in site.
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