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Thud! Thud! Thud! I ran down the rocky dirt driveway of my neighbors house and into the the dark green forest all the way to the teppe as fast as my little legs could carry me. Me and Mason, my friend, were at my house and we were doing pranks to the neighbors. My friend, mason, looked at me with a strange smile and said.
“ I dare you to go over to matt's house and watch whatever he's doing and if he doesn't see you yell you stink.” He turned his attention to the second house on the right. P.s Matts the meanest kid in my neighborhood. I usually don't do dares but for some reason I wanted to do this one. His house is gray and white with cement steps.
Matt and two other people both wearing gray shorts with black stripes down the sides. One had freckles and was tall. The other pretty much the same I guessed they were twins. They were taking turns shooting baskets, with one red, white and blue basketball. They really stinked and only made 3 or 4 shots. So I did I never back down to a dare and he got so mad that he came running after us. I Just stood in shock, i've done this other times and they don't do anything.
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I looked back at him noah just a small dot down the long wide driveway. He kept getting farther and farther as he sprinted down the driveway. What how did he get that far I thought. I looked back at Matt. His huge body was standing over me like a man looking up to the top of the eiffel tower. At that moment I realized that it was going to be a long

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