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            By James, 11  
             I was on my 
              way to France travelling on the Channel Tunnel express train. While 
              I was in the tunnel, water broke through, blasting a hurricane of 
              water into the tunnel. As pressure was building, it torpedoed the 
              train up into the ocean above.  
            I swam to a deserted 
              island. There were billions of pine trees on the island.  
             
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