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A night at the museum 

It was  just another night until…

I felt shivers down my Spine at the museum I look at my watch it was 8:00p.m but nothing was unusual was  happening so I had a look to see  everything was OK and it was. It hit 9:00 and it look scary but then it hit 12:00 and I was so sleepy so I went to sleep.Then the madness happened. There were loud noise coming from the other rooms I look up and opened my eyes to see what was going on and the bugs were alive and I screamed because there was a big tarantula and I’m scared of them. So I opened the door to see if all of the other bugs and stuff were.It was so Mistress to see all of these things moving and I sore a cute little monkey but when I was going to pick it up it scratch me in the nose because it was not like a normal monkey he was so so mad at humans.So I ran out of that room to get away from the monkey. I looked at my watch and it was 1:00 A.M. I was scared to look in the dinosaur department so I looked to see if there is some pillows to protect myself  from the dinosaurs. But that was if they were alive so I opened the door a little bit to see and there were a lot of them everywhere. There was this big one and It keep roaring and roaring at me. I ran out of that place so I did not be there diner. There was a little kid and his name was ed he was stuck in glass cause he was a zombie but then a sore a kid that was all made out of bones but he was the same he was stuck in glass so I could not hear was he was saying.I look at the birds room and I sore a Moa. So I back my way out of that room.there was all of the old people that first came to New Zealand they were trying to brake the glass the way  out. I look at my watch and it was 4:00.A.m And all of their Museum bug and stuff were trying to get out of  there rooms to try and get me.But I got told from the a person that when the sun comes out the bug and stuff go back in. And the sun was coming up so all of them were coming up for another day but that night haunted me for ever so I quit that job for another job. And when it hit the sun in the museum I ran out as fast as I could out the doors. I have learnt that Moa means chicken in some languages that's what I have learnt from a night at the Museum.