The Cannibals
A boy was going camping, he had caught a grasshopper. He was running to his Dad, then he heard a noise. He turned around no was there! So he kept walking, then he heard the noise again! He turned around and saw a man! The boys Dad heard a scream. So the Dad looked for the boy. He saw something in the grass. He saw his son’s head. So he looked for the body but he never found one. So he called the cops and told them what had happened. So the cops came to the spot.But they saw nothing else A man went over to the grass and they heard a scream! So they looked and they saw a man. He came and ate the head. They shot at him it did nothing. A guy got an idea he took a knife and cut open the man, the cannibal. And peeled off his skin. The cannibal was dead! But whenever people travel to this same spot they are never seen again!
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