One day I was walking in the park. It was quite peaceful until I looked at the ground and saw some kind of big footprints. So I walked home thinking about them and asked my neighbour if he knew anything about them.
He said “Yeah mate. I've seen those footprints before.”
I answered “What is it?”
“It’s called Bigfoot. I saw it when I was 12.”
At least I didn't see it. That day I went back. The footprints they were the size of a truck! I ran as fast as Usain Bolt, locked my bedroom door and stayed there.
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