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New FREE Pokemon Go Diary Book

By yinichen

Created 4 | Supported 31

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Ended 10/27/2016

"Pokemon Go:Diary of a Jigglypuff(Unofficial Pokemon Book): New Release Limited Time FREE #Pokemon Go #kindle #ebook https://hdtk.co/2Aabi"

— yinichen and
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Here is the Prologue. Day 1: The fresh, fruity smell of ripe peaches and nectarines is an excellent way to be awoken from a calm, relaxing sleep. Unfortunately, the fresh, fruity smell of ripe peaches and nectarines is not what woke me up today. Instead, I was rudely awakened by the hard, bristly end of a broom swatting me right between my big blue-green eyes. As a Jigglypuff, I am not used to being treated like this. I’m used to waking up next to my big Jigglypuff family, in a large empty field with the breeze blowing. So where was I waking up today? The broom was being held by a red-faced man with a mustache and an apron. He didn’t look too happy to see me. As I ran away from him, I passed bananas, apples, and even some peaches and nectarines. I dodged another swat from the broom as I ran into an aisle of soup cans. By this point, I realized I was in a grocery store, and, more importantly, I realized that I had better get out. The mustache man was still hot on my trail as I left the store through the sliding glass doors. “And don’t come back!” he shouted after me. I had no plans to go back to the kind of place where they swat you with brooms, but I didn’t know where else to go… Check the detail of this book:https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01M0PFFRY It will be FREE very soon!

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Created on 2016-10-23 02:53:18