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      <pubDate>2017-05-03 04:08:38 UTC</pubDate>
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         <description><![CDATA[<div>One of the days in the holidays me and my friends and from my old school decided that we would all met up at the park near my place for a water fight. Lucky for me, all I have to do is climb my fence. Pretty handy! Anyway, me and my friends all met up. Ethan was playing, so was Creed, me, Sam and George. 
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<br>Finally the water fight was about to begin! I heard Creed yell. 
<br>“Hey, who squirted Creed before we started!” I said. 
<br>“No one,” said Ethan. “He just tripped over into the thorn bush. Get back here Creed, hurry up! Okay, when I say shoot we all try and blast each other with our water guns. SHOOT!”
<br>We all fired our water guns at each other, but Ethan squirted another kid at the park with his water gun by mistake.
<br>“Hey,” the other kid said. “Look out, you wet me!”
<br>“Sorry,” said Ethan.” Let me help you!” He pulled a towel out of his bag and went over to the other kid, holding it out. But then, at the last minute he blasted him with not one, but two water guns!
<br>The kid yelled and ran off. Ethan laughed.
<br>“Bro, that was mean,” said Sam.
<br>“No big deal,” said Ethan, shrugging. “What’s he going to do?” Then he squirted Sam. Sam yelled and laughed, and squirted Ethan back. 
<br>After that, we continued our water fight. By the time we were finished two hours had gone by, and we were hungry. We got some pizzas from the shop down the road, and sat at a table at the park to eat them.
<br>In the distance, we could hear a siren. We saw flashing lights, and a fire engine approaching. It slowed down as it neared the park.
<br>“Hey, the fire must be pretty close to where we are,” I said.
<br>Then the fire engine stopped, right in front of us. 
<br>“What, there’s no fire here,” said Creed. “They must have made a mistake.”
<br>A firefighter hopped out of the fire engine, and attached a hose to a fire hydrant near us. Then another door on the fire engine opened. Someone jumped out, but this time it wasn’t a firefighter wearing a uniform. This person was way too small. It was the kid Ethan had squirted earlier!
<br>The kid looked around, and saw Ethan. He stared at him, and frowned. Then he pointed. “That’s him, Mum!” he said.
<br>The firefighter stood up, holding the hose. “You sure?” she asked. “Yep,” said the kid.
<br>The firefighter turned on the hose. A blast of water came out that knocked Ethan off his feet. He fell onto the grass, coughing and choking. The lady unattached the hose from the fire hydrant and threw it into the back of the fire engine. She and the kid jumped into the fire engine and drove off. 
<br>Sam walked up to Ethan, and helped him to his feet. 
<br>“Yeah, what’s he going to do?” Sam said.
<br>And everybody laughed.</div>]]></description>
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