The rotten old shed creaked as the icy cold snow whizzed by. The shed has tons of dusty junk, cobwebs were scattered on wall corners, moss and dust covered the black dusty roof. Spiders were laying eggs in dark corners as ants crawled about as sly as a mouse. Old toys were broken to pieces and frown in a weak old useless box, flies zoom in the air rapidly scorching for light to lay there gooey green eggs so their vicious babies can invade the old shed and lay more eggs.
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