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  • Charles had been having weird things going on in his house lately.Like weird noises food gone missing strange things left around the house. He thought he was just hallucinating from long days and late nights at work but this, this was weird. Where did these come from, he thought.
  • On his beige carpet small muddy footprints led toward the basement. Too tired to follow them he went to sleep. in the morning he decided to follow them down into the basement
  • They led straight to the small wooden door in the back corner. He lazily swung open the door.  The room was dark and dusty, yet warm and cozy.  He had to crouch due to the the low ceiling. He shuffled forward in the darkness.
  • Suddenly, he began to fall. Spiraling down like an airplane with a failing engine. Not knowing when he would hit the ground, he let out a cry for help but it was no use. His head was spinning like a top, and then he blacked out. The next thing he knew he was sprawled on the ground in what looked like a village for toddlers.
  • He could make out little figures standing over him whispering. ''Trespasser, intruder!" they barked angrily. ''Who - who are you" Charles replied  ''We are the dwarfs" growled a gruffly voice. There so cute he thought. He began to laugh  aloud.''Ha, dwarfs, dwarfs in my basement" he giggled.  
  •  Suddenly the bearded dwarf with the gruffly voice picked him up. ''To the dungeon!" He bellowed.  the dwarfs around him began to chant ''Sacrifice, sacrifice "  ''I'll share my food I'll do anything," He cried helplessly. They stopped, ''Fair enough," they agreed. From that day on Charles lived peacefully and shared food with the dwarfs. Now he never under estimates anyone by size or looks.
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