Jacket felt the windy breeze.
As the sky turned such a dark grey.
Then, she felt a huge breeze of wind, but then, Jacket
worried because it mean something
was strong enough to past the moat.
She warned Bethany and her family as she started to turn purple.
"Bethany stay inside with the family and grab maybe
A stick or something sharp." Jacket said getting the pointiest most
Blue sword she had. She saw Bethany's mother grab a sharp silver
needle for sewing. She saw Bethany's father
grab a sharp white bucket with blue writing that said /cloud\.
The bucket was flat at the bottom and had pointy ends at the top.
Bethany grabbed a long brown striped stick with many little brown twigs on the sides.
Then the intruder came in. No one knew what to say.
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