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“Thanks for Agreeing to get my old sewing machine out of the attic sweet-pea!” -Ozzie’s Grandmother Yelled from below the Attic door
”I think I left I it somewhere toward Back…”
“Don’t worry Grandma, I’m sure we will Find it!” Ozzie called Back
”sure we will.” Carl Grumbled, They Never Agreed to this but was basically forced into going by Ozzie and Macintosh
”well what Are we Waiting for?, Let’s Go!!” Macintosh, ran in front of his two friends and Begin Searching Through box to box.
later after a While of searching, Carl found a Box which had the Sewing machine
”ohoh!, you two look at what I found!” They said Proudly, Holding the Box in the air.
”Wow Carl!, you found it” Ozzie clapped happily “Now we can go back to grandma and-“
”hold up, what is that?” Macintosh was Standing in front of a Mirror covered in a long white rag
Now The Attention was On the Mirror, Which made Carl Scrunch their face in envy, almost like a Piece of paper.
He set down the Sewing Machine on the table as The three Looked at the mirror.
”seems like noise is Coming from it..?” Ozzie Pulled off the Cloth, revealing a Beautiful Goldish bronze Mirror
”Woahh..” Macintosh stared at it, mesmerised by its Shininess
“it’s just a old mirror, Come in lets Go, that’s stuff I need to do” Carl said, they were unimpressed by this mirror, they saw better in his life.
”wait a minute Carl..” Ozzie stepped foward, reaching out his hand.
just at that moment, His arm was stuck in!
”UMM GUYS A LITTLE HELP?” Ozzie Called out
”Wait Up oz!” Macintosh grabbed on to Ozzie’s other Arm and instinctively with his other, grabbed Carl
”Woah there!, this is New- WOAHH” Carl Screeched before the three were sucked into the mirror. Leaving also no trace of them being there.
The next seconds Were a blur but when the Three next ended up, their were in the sky Falling down!!
Macintosh and Carl Grabbed on to Ozzie, Who Carl had noticed was a Bit bigger, but they were too panicked to think twice.
and then, They laid with a CRASH!!
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