When I was eleven I stole a unicorn from the king in the Netherlands. The guards looked for it everyday for about a year and then they finally gave up. I am now seventeen and still have coco. Coco means everything to me.
The guards of the castle find out that I took Coco and came storming to my house. They took Coco and I was very sad. I do not know what to do now that she is gone. :(
very funny and creative. but could explain and give more detail.
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