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Post by betheran12 on Apr 10, 2024 6:47:04 GMT -5
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Post by betheran12 on Apr 10, 2024 6:47:22 GMT -5
Eight-year-old Marty had finally acquired the special magical powers that ran from the mother’s side of the family. Marty had Three brother’s two of which possessed these abilities. The oldest brother Wayland did not. One day, Marty went down into the basement to the family room. And started to fool around with a weight machine. Now Wayland liked to work on this machine. Coming into the family room he saw Marty struggling to use it. “Hey Marty, get off of that machine. Your too small to use it.”
“No I want to try.”
Wayland sighed, “Come squirt.” And began to pull on his brother’s arm.”
“Stop it Wayland, I want to try.”
“Your two small now get off.” Marty suddenly made a sly smile. Wayland thought, “Oh, oh.” And he vanished.
Getting off the machine Marty went to where Wayland had been standing and looked down with a smile. Down at his feet was a small caterpillar with the head of Wayland. Marty loved to turn people into things. Several of his pals he turned into small creatures that he carried Around in his pocket. Bending over, Marty carefully picked his brother up and went back over to the exercise machine. He sat down and placed his brother on a leg. Another brother named Bob walked in. When he came closer to Marty, he noticed the small caterpillar that had the head of Wayland. “Hehe, you sure love to turn people into tiny things. Now you be careful with our bro.”
“Oh, I will I love my older brother.”
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