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STORY 7 : DEBBİE

One day, Debbie was walking. She is beautiful, tall and thin. She saw a dog.  Her dog name is Dave. The dog is terrible. It had black string. The dog started to talk. It said “Where are you going? “. Debbie was surprised. “What's happening?” she said herself. She didn't understand what happened. The dog repeated: Where are you going? Debbie replied: I'm going my home. The dog said “ Can I come with you?”. Debbie said “ Yes, you can come. The dog was happy. Debbie and the dog were walking. Suddenly, they saw  a cat. The cat's name is Molly. Molly is so cute.

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