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Alien Crashed at a Sleepover
It was a cold and snowy night, and friends had gathered at Emily’s house for a sleepover. Emily’s room was beautiful, with Christmas lights and Christmas decorations. But, as they settled in for the night, they couldn’t shake the feeling that something wasn’t quite right.
The wind howled outside, and snowing outside too. The branches of the trees were reaching out towards the house as if trying to grab hold. Emily’s dog, a normally calm and collected golden retriever, was barking and pacing nervously.
As the friends huddled under blankets and told ghost stories by the light of a flickering candle, they heard a loud crash from outside. They froze, listening as the sound of breaking glass and scraping metal filled the air.
Suddenly, the door to Emily’s bedroom burst open, and a strange, otherworldly creature stumbled into the room. It was tall and thin, with long, spindly limbs and glowing eyes. Its skin was a sickly green color and covered in a slimy, mucus-like substance.
It was certainly not the Grinch who stole Christmas. Instead, it was an alien in Emily’s room.
The friends screamed and tried to run, but the creature was too fast. Instead, it reached out with its long, claw-like fingers and grabbed hold of Emily, pulling her towards the open door.
