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I decided to go visit, the Lion Park with my new Z3 and my fiance. Then something strange sparked my mind. I used to go to school only three kilometres from here so I decided to go pay it a visit. When I approached the banner sign post, 'Woodmead' The word 'School had worn off it. The blue electric gate had rusted. I pushed the gate open ignoring the squeaky sound it was making and I slowly walked in. The pool was filthy green with algae when a flashback rushed through my mind - the great pool parties we used to have checking out the fly honeys; the swimming gala. I sadly accelerated past, only to find out that the tennis court fence had been ripped open and it was filled with 'matlakala'. All the windows and doors had been smashed to the floor. I could see right through the Community Centre. I approached the Library and dumbly wondered where was Lizzy. Oh no! All the books from the fiction side to the encyclopaedias had been eaten by rats. It struck me. The most touching moment of my adventure. The large picture of Steyn Krige. It was dusty and unclean and it reminded me of the humble beginning along side with the original idea. I turned and saw the list of the companies and individuals who had donated to this bag of crisps, now in the trash can because now the crisps are finished. I smelt something bad. I couldn't imagine what it was because nobody's mouth was open. The smell pulled my nose towards it. Then, to my greatest horror, I spotted a whale-sized woman's corpse rotting. Oh well, maybe she had suffered a heart attack on our Matric day. Didn't anyone bother pouring her into the Juskei? I went over to go and check out the dining hall. I looked around. Some tables had been broken in half and some chairs were stolen. I silently fainted. I began to imagine the smell to be the smell of rotten food. I started seeing everybody around but they were all frozen. I ran back to my Z3 where I found my woman waiting and we drove off while she opened the bottle of whisky. |
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