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Essay Archive - Creative Story: One Strange Trip
Creative Story: One Strange Trip
 	One day while lost in the vast woodlands of Scotland, I came upon a pop
machine,  I had no money, and because of my strong moral values, I felt I could
not force it open with a stick or break it with a rock, because that was wrong.
As I sat there leaning against it, I pondered how I could get a refreshing can
of pop.  I got up and looked around to find a coin or a bill that someone might
have left or lost.  After five or six hours I gave up, no one had dropped
anything that I could find.  By this time it was now nightfall, so I slept
leaning against this oasis.  While asleep, ....
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