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“You’ll be alright, just hold tight,” father assured me in controlled panic as he pulled the rope taut, binding me against the mast.

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I pat my dog’s stomach, smiling as I sink further into my bed, content in the darkness of my room.

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I craned my head to look at the water sitting in the bottom of the bowl, and I’m surprised to see it stained red with clumps of blood.

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It was at that moment that I realised supernatural beings could be horrified; I could see it in the genie’s face.

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I clicked on the lamp, slumping back in my chair as light flooded my desk.

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When NASA proudly announced their new groundbreaking technology - a sonar that can hear what’s happening in space, despite the lack of sound energy - it was revolutionary.

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My lucky number was 12; my daughter’s, Marie, was 11; and my mum confessed that the number “13” had always seemed to follow her around, ever since childhood.

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“You’ll be alright, just hold tight,” father assured me in controlled panic as he pulled the rope taut, binding me against the mast.	6
I pat my dog’s stomach, smiling as I sink further into my bed, content in the darkness of my room.	5
I craned my head to look at the water sitting in the bottom of the bowl, and I’m surprised to see it stained red with clumps of blood.	1
It was at that moment that I realised supernatural beings could be horrified; I could see it in the genie’s face.	1
I clicked on the lamp, slumping back in my chair as light flooded my desk.	1
When NASA proudly announced their new groundbreaking technology - a sonar that can hear what’s happening in space, despite the lack of sound energy - it was revolutionary.	1
My lucky number was 12; my daughter’s, Marie, was 11; and my mum confessed that the number “13” had always seemed to follow her around, ever since childhood.	1