Statues – by Great

My dad hates statues I will you why. One time in England my dad went to the subway. He walked over to the bench and sat down. He started to read a newspaper. Then he noticed a very very weird and creepy statue sitting beside him. He didn’t like it very much so he packed all the stuff he brought with him and really quietly¬†left the subway and never came back again. That statue remains there still to this day. That is why my dad hates statues.

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  1. Hi Great, Maybe he felt the statue was secretly watching him and it ‘creeped’ him out? I don’t blame him. Well done.

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