I was walking down the streets in North Vilabin. In my head I was thinking ‘Those bullies were even more hostile than usual, I should probably get something to protect myself just in case.’ I went into the weapons shop, bought the cheapest, yet decent, weapon I could find. I decided to make my way home. When I was close I) llhear a lot of metal clicking and clacking together. It was a massive group of people with guns. I saw loads of temples in ruins.
“What happened here?” I asked in distress.
“Oh, hi Aloi. The Kamapouse is back!” replied my friend in the same tone as me, who was in the crowd with guns.
Suddenly, the Kamapouse pounced onto the front of the group. The only colour we could see was red. We all opened fire. The Kamapouse was getting closer to me & was hitting all the people in his way. I ran. The Kamapouse was chasing after me. I remembered the Kamapouse’s weakness. On the back of his head is a mushroom. If you pull it off, it’ll die. So I turned around. I circled the Kamapouse and got on its back, quickly pulling the mushroom. I fell and got knocked out. The last thing I saw was the Kamapouse dying.
When I woke up I was a hero. Bloodstained and in pain, but a hero.





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