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The fireworks were so colorful, loud and painfully beautiful. It was the fourth of July and we were popping fireworks at my great grandmas house. We had eaten delicious baloney sandwiches and apple pie with ice cream. We started with sparklers. Me and my little brother used the sparklers until the very last sliver of sunlight disappeared from the sky. When it was finally pitch black my father yelled, “We’re all out of sparklers!!”. The smoke smell was overwhelming, and I could still feel the heat radiating off my sparkler. Then I heard my dad say, “over here”. I walked over and accidentally stuck it in his ear. He screamed like he was being eaten by the walking dead. He is okay now.

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Lucy went to a school, where everyone was beautiful except for her, she got made fun of alot for having big  blue eyes, a fat nose,spots on her body that were dark, and sandy red hair. One day she got sick of the bullying and asked her mom if she could have surgery, so she can look like less ugly. Her mom approved of the surgery and schedule her appointment the next day. When Lucy arrived at the hospital a drift of applepie hit her face when she opened the door.Lucy asked her mom why the hospital smelt so good and her mom just walked away with a smirk on her face. The doctor called in Lucy and she had a funny feeling about him,the surgery room had baking utensils and an oven. Then suddenely she was pushed to the ground, with a throbbing pain in her knees. Everythig happeed in a flaash she was thinking to her self she was pushed to the ground.Then after that she was sleep. Suddenely she felt someone shaking her body. It was her mom, when Lucy tried to stick out her arms to give her mother a hug.She couldn’t so she just thought maybe they had operated on her body and face,.When Lucy tried to get up to look at herself in the mirror, her body would not budge.She started screaming really loud and her mom covered her lips.Her mom picked her up and took her to the mirror to see what she looked,then Lucy had almost lost it She had been turned  into an OREO.Her mom started licking her, and describing what she tasted like, a hint of applepie, a little vanilla extract, and a sprinkle of cinnonm.Lucy felt like her mom planned all of this to happened. Her mom told her you wanted surgrey to make you beutifeal so you would not have to feel the pain of being bullied ever again, now you are going to be with the walking dead in my tummy.Her mom popped her in her mouth. Then everything around lucy was black and red.A fail odor of mushrooms filled her nose. When Lucy saw what was under her she knew at that momment she was going to die in the acid.

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“This is not good enough” said the girl getting her makeup done make me look beautiful. The girl was a painfully beautiful girl. She was always hurting herself to make herself look prettier today she got new shoes and she looks like she was walking dead, she always smelled like a hole lot of fruits because she pours bottles of perfume on her. I could hear her scream  I need to be beautiful, her hair was always gross because she always got it bleached. When I told her that we couldn't do any more surgery she was upset, I saw her stomp out of the room. “I'm done here” I said and left the building. As soon as I got home I sat down and enjoyed cookies and warm milk. It tasted delicious than I feel asleep.

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It was an ordinary day, I was at the back of the shelf. There was no one on my aisle, until WHOOSSHH, someone came and grabbed me so fast i couldn’t say bye to my mom. I was shock, i had no clue who wanted to steal me so fast. They finally put me in the cart and i could see a wonderful figure. She was painfully beautiful, i was glad i was going home with her. I got checked out and we went home. It was awfully dark outside and cold. She pulled me out before we even got home. When we got home she put something  in the microwave, it made popping sounds and had a salty smell, it’s almost like i could could taste it.   There was a show on that was called walking dead. She turned the show up very loud, I was getting eaten very fast, a little too fast. And that was the end of me, it’s ok though because i’m just an ordinary pumpkin oreo package.

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The Oreo was sitting on the counter waiting and waiting for someone to eat it. It was getting hard and crunchy on the counter.  The next person that goes to eat it will be walking dead when they eat it. It was painfully beautiful in my mouth it tasted so good yet so bad at the same time.  This is a new experience it feels old but good.

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I woke up from what felt like I had been asleep for hours. The fall festival was yesterday and I was so tired when I came home. I smelled something.  Sweet, cinnamony, apples coming from downstairs. I got out of bed but was still very tired. I let my nose take me to the scent. My mom gave me a big slice of apple pie. I looked outside to see some trees. They were weeping over. They were still beautiful though. Painfully beautiful,they were beautiful but with the pain of being weak and dead, like the walking dead.The pie was so beautiful. The green apples held perfectly in the crust. The top of the pie had a cinnamon decoration on it. It was some leaves.

I took bite of my apple pie. It filled my mouth with warm, crunchy apples coated in a smooth, sweet cinnamon sauce. I took another bite. As my fork cut the pie, the sound of the crust breaking was relaxing and it calmed me down. The pie was smooth to the touch.

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I woke up from what felt like I had been asleep for hours. The fall festival was yesterday and I was so tired when I came home. I smelled something.  Sweet, cinnamony, apples coming from downstairs. I got out of bed but was still very tired. I let my nose take me to the scent. My mom gave me a big slice of apple pie. I looked outside to see some trees. They were weeping over. They were still beautiful though. Painfully beautiful,they were beautiful but with the pain of being weak and dead, like the walking dead.The pie was so beautiful. The green apples held perfectly in the crust. The top of the pie had a cinnamon decoration on it. It was some leaves.

I took bite of my apple pie. It filled my mouth with warm, crunchy apples coated in a smooth, sweet cinnamon sauce. I took another bite. As my fork cut the pie, the sound of the crust breaking was relaxing and it calmed me down. The pie was smooth to the touch.

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It was mid-morning on a beautiful saturday and my brother and I went on a walk in the forest by our house like we do every saturday, but today it was different. The sun wasn’t out and the sky was dim it reminded as if the lamp in the sky was turned off. There was no sound you could only hear the teddy grahams swinging back and forth in their ziploc bag. When we reached our usual spot, we sat down and ate the teddy grahams and cinnamon apples we had brought along with us.  I could hear my teeth biting into the crisp cinnamon flavored apple, and my taste buds were overwhelmed with the flavor. The teddy grahams and the apples together had a very unique smell, that will live in my nose forever. Once we were done snacking, we continued on the path, until my brother had the bright idea to not take our usual path, i was in a adventuring mood that day, so i agreed. As soon as we turned the corner we saw a single rose, but it wasn’t just a rose, it was a dying rose. Me and my brother froze, it was oddly beautiful, no, it was painfully beautiful. I went down and touched it, it felt like stiff silk paper. Then my brother saw another one! It was just like this one, but 50 yards away, then we saw another one 50 more yards away! My brother had called it the walking dead path. We were walking a dead rose path!

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The apple pie exploded in painfully beautiful site for my eyes as  the color bursted out at me i am almost passed out on the floor. But i had arisen with an aching pain in the back of my head , i looked around everybody looked at me like i was a walking dead body. I could not even hear my heart beating. with only the hunger for blood i started to run after people

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10/3/18      I was a crisp autumn morning and the smell of cookies and apple pie ran throughout the house. When I ran down stairs everything was still cooking so I went to the TV and turned on my favorite show. As I like to say the painfully beautiful Walking dead. After About an hour the cookies and pie were done! My mom made sweet sugar cookies and an apple pie. My mom win the county fair every year for here famous apple pie. As I sank my teeth in I felt love, hope, and joy. I could feel to cinnamon sugar go down my throat as I go for more bites. It was night and as I fell asleep I couldn't wait for tomorrow.

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Suddenly the scent of apple pie wafted up my nose. It made me forget for a split second what had happened last week. Such a horrible horrible thing had happened. I walked downstairs slowly. I saw the apple pie on the counter. My mom wouldn’t do anything except bake. Today it was the apple pie. I walked over to the pie and smelled it, my mouth watered. I decided I would go on a walk before I got some. I slipped on my boots and walked outside, the air was cold. I shivered but didn’t care. My mom didn’t even ask me where I was going anymore. I heard the morning birds chirping. Gosh they were annoying. I walked all the way to the cemetery. I walked to the one gave that stood out to me. My dads grave. I fell to my knees and cried. I looked up and saw the sun rising further it was painfully beautiful but all I could think about was that my dad was among the walking dead. I stood up and wiped my nose on my sleeve. I saw a bunny slowly walk past me. Poor little thing, it was shaking. When I got home I immediately went to the pie. I smelled it again. It smelt so good, just like apples. I cut myself a piece slowly. Once I put it on a plate I took a small bite. It tasted so good so so so good, I could taste the cinnamon in it. I closed my eyes, and for a moment I forgot the horrible horrible thing.

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I was trying to keep myself from eating the painfully beautiful oreo it was like the walking dead trying not to eat the deliciousness of the glorious apple pie oreo with the creamy frosting and rough edges. But the best thing of all is the cookie it is so good. I can’t believe i didn’t eat the whole box

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I finally got to try Apple Pie Ores, Looks of a normal vanilla oreo. I love it so much that it feels painfully beautiful, I can’t stop eating them. The taste just like fresh apple pie and it smells like apple pie as well. I hear the CRUNCH of the oreo as the ridges roughy fall down my throat. They feel like the walking dead in my stomach, I don’t feel so good…

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:)I saw a beautiful sight of an oreo.Then I was eating an oreo and then it painfully went down my throat. The oreo was walking dead and I don’t know how. The oreo was like heaven in a cookie. It looked like a original cookie. It was smooth like a rock. It had a scent of apple pie. The oreo must have heard me coming and got sweater for me.

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When I woke up, I felt like the walking dead because I felt SO TIRED and the gosh darn alarm clock kept on ringing. Then I went back to sleep.  Soon when I woke up I did my usually schedule, then ate my breakfast. I went to go and saw some oreos so I went and felt the design of the delicious oreo. Then I ate it and realised I had a wiggly tooth. It felt painfully beautiful when I was eating it. Then I heard a person sneaking up on me so they could get an oreo, it ran as fast as it can and stole the rest of the oreos and I raged. After raging I smelt the oreos and got them back.

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I went to the bakery where they had free samples. I drifted over to the cookies were I saw one labeled,”oreo.” As I picked it up I could feel the little grooves were the name was. It had many colors which included yellow and orange. When I looked at it, it was labeled apple pie. When I put it in my mouth I was surprised because it tasted like snickerdoodles. When I put it in my mouth I could hear the sound of it crunching. The smell climbed up into my nose and it was great! I went home leaving the painfully beautiful cookies at the bakery. Only to find that my whole family watching my favorite show without me! The walking dead.

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There was a waft of apple pie in the air. I knew where it was coming from. It was painfully beautiful. My worst enemy was making it. There was a soft, cream like substance on the edge of the house, as I saw steam rise up from the small hut. The smell made my mouth have a taste of dread as the walking dead of my pumpkin enemy rose from the house.

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I felt like I was painfully beautiful and walking dead. I was tired and was acting like I was a zombie, but my mom said I look beautiful. She gave me a treat!? But it’s only breakfast! It was a apple pie oreo! Then I thought. Who gave that to you? You don’t buy sweets! A random guy named Dyhaan gave it to me. I was being silly, and I yelled “STRANGER DANGER”! After I yelled I realized… I could hear my sisters yelling. Ugh, so loud… I could smell the apple pie though. It made me forget all about them. Who was I talking about again? Oh yeah, my oreo. It was rough to the touch… I could also see that it was rough. Really rough to be exact. So I ate it in about a few milliseconds, at least I think. It tasted like sugar… That was good. I heard something outside… I listened closely… I heard a random boy yell “stranger danger!!!”

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It was halloween night. As i was walking down the street I saw a kid wearing a fairy costume it was painfully beautiful in a way. As I was walking up to the house there was a little boy who looked like the walking dead. He popped out of the corner and scared me so bad.So I just kept walking and tried not to get more scared. I knocked on the door and said” Trick or Treat!” She gave me a bag full of oreos. You could hear the crumpling of the ziploc bag. I could smell that bag of oreos out of all the candy I got that night. When I got home I grabbed the oreos out of the bag as fast as I could. I could see that the oreo looked like vanilla, but when I put it in my mouth it was pumpkin pie. I was a great flavor, very sweet.

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I was walking dead I was so tired. The sun was so bright today and my eyes started to water. I was on 5th avenue and I saw a man selling treats and I decided to buy one. It tasted like apples and gram crackers. I could hear the people yelling down the street and I saw one guy trip and fall. The streets smelled like garbage, and it was a terrible sight. It made me so sad that people treated our city this way. New York used to be a place of beauty now it is just full of pollution and garbage. I went to go pick up an empty coffee cup and it was sticky. I immediately dropped it in disgust. I walked back to my apartment and enjoyed my painfully beautiful city.

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You painfully step into the realm of darkness, stepping into the crunchy molten rocks. Making your way through though the rocks until you get to the ooey gooey slime that has the scent of apples. You go further into the slime to find walking dead zombies, that have apples for heads. But then you realize you are biting into a beautiful oreo.

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Time.. how much did I have left? Would he find me, devour me, and put me back into the earth? Must, mold, with a film of dust draped upon me. My mind created a painfully beautiful scene where I was transported back in time, to the day I savoured my mom's fresh baked pie; apple pie to be exact. As my fork hovered over the plate, the gray, almost transparent spice filled my nose with warmth. The foreshadow blaring from the tv would haunt me forever. Each morsel tingled with heat and delight as I ate more and more. ......thud.. I was back in reality and the ground shuddered with each footstep. he was coming for me. Who would've known, that tv show was real; the walking dead...