Elf on the Shelf From Hell Day 8
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I ran from my house to escape him. "I'll be safe in my car," I thought. I jumped inside, panting, locked the doors and slumped into the driver's seat. "I think I lost him," I said. Just then, I heard the jingle of his bells and looked into the rear view mirror... |
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