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The walk was depressing and terrifying. I was nervous about digging up the bones of the deceased. They were once living too. What if I disturb their peace?
Once we got there, we started seeing the remains of the bones. The bombs struck them from their resting places. It wasn't very hard to get the bones once you grasp how to.
I felt uneasy digging up the dead. This is what we Afghans have resorted too. This is how we must earn money. I will earn the trays me and Shauzia want for our "business" that we have. Then we won't have to do this dastardly thing.
When we were unearthing a body and suddenly I grabbed a skull! Me and Shauzia had been grinning from ear to ear at this event. The skull had a fuuny face that looked as if it flashed a smile. We decided on naming him Mr.Skull.
He can be our mascot!
Happiness was filling us to the brim, thanks to Mr.Skull.
He was our sign of joy through this horrid and ghastly event.
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