As I open the box, there is nothing in here. "What the...There's nothing in here" I said. "What?!? The last time I was in the box, my friends are in here." said Sailor Mars, "Maybe my friends are looking for me after I was out of the box". "Maybe your right, whatever your are" I said. "Hey, my name is Sailor Mars! But you can call me Mars for short" said Sailor Mars. "Okay, sorry Mars. I just can't get alone with new people I don't know," I said. "It's not your fault, I have a friend which I always am angry to her everyday and I can't get alone with her" said Sailor Mars, "But I need to find my friends". "Not in this size you don’t," I said, stopping Sailor Mars on her track. "I think you right. Can you please help me find my friends?" said Sailor Mars. "No problem, I will help you," I said. "Thanks, James" said Sailor Mars.
As I look at the kitchen, Sailor Mars is looking at the lounge room and saw...
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