Friday, September 9, 2016
The night at the museum
Crash. I broke out of my exhibit. I am a mummy. I wear dark and bloody bandages wrapped around all of my body. My name is Tutankhamen. I have been dead for 100 years. I am from Egypt. I have been finding the way out of the museum. As I was walking down the stairs and I heard footsteps and I looked around the corner and I saw a man eating an egg. I went a bit closer to the man and he turned around and he dropped the egg. He grasped the spear next to him and he looked at me like he wanted to kill me but he did not want to kill me. He just wanted to chase me. I ran as fast as I could. I could not get away for him, he was to fast for me. When i stopped i turned around and the man ran away. I looked out of the window and I saw the moon going down. I ran back to my exhibit and when I got into my exhibit I went into my sarcophagus and went back to sleep.
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