My sister and I, in the ninth and seventh grade respectively were wandering off
into a passenger ship.
There was a spot with throngs in a floor and we went to see it.
In the middle of a crowd, we found four or five dolphins laying side-by-side, slumbering.
A manager with a troubled look nearby muttered
“Actually, they were supposed to be part of a show in this ship”.

A woman next to us talked to us in such a friendly way like she seemed to know us.
Suddenly, a telephone attached to a pole rang, and the woman grabbed it.
After she hung up the phone, she slumped over.
She confided to us that it was a call notifying her that her days were numbered.
Then we saw her pale face become as green as moss.
We tried to console her though she hardly become better.
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