Temple Run

Guy was out getting tired of running . He could not give up. It was like an everlasting road. He was rushing through the shadowy trees and he was jumping over the tree stumps and the vines. It looked like brown and green streaks, the breeze nearly holding him back. Guy was balancing on a thin road he had to run at the same time. He could hear the monkeys screeching and they were getting closer and closer to him. The end of the road had come end so had the end of Guys life…




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