GRAF #12
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It was a fortified stronghold. Nothing could penetrate its armed defenses. And we were bunkered down, ready to do battle with anyone foolish enough to try. The walls were concrete, perhaps with reinforcing wire within, though they weren’t very tall for such an important job. And the shape was unusual. It was triangular – perhaps to fit the plot of land allotted such an armament. Then there were the living quarters: nothing but dirt to eat, drink, or sleep on, hardly optimal living conditions, even for hardened soldiers. But we didn’t care. We were young, strong, and brave. That is, until it was time for supper. Then we donned our undercover disguises as children, climbed over the garden wall, and returned home to resume our ordinary daily lives.
A tight graf depending on the surprise twist to really work. This does work, but only one surprise twist per student per semester!
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