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We were back in front of the T.V. We were relived that we were in front of the T.V. Writing had popped up on the screen. I couldn’t believe it there were credits. Hunter couldn’t believe it ether. That means we had completed Call of Duty World at War Final Fronts. “Finally,” I said to Hunter. I quickly saved the game in case of the power going out or something like that. It was my favourite game so I wish it had lots more missions so I could keep playing. Then I looked at Hunter and he looked very drossy and pale. He said he felt sick. He ran to the bathroom and “yuck,” I yelled. Mum came to see if he was alright. He was alright, just pale.

The End