 A ó fi ọrọ ránṣẹ sí ọ nísàlẹ yìí. Kọ ohun tó wà nínú ìwé náà.   let my brother go! nate hollered. faster than lightning and just as unexpectedly, he was up and running as fast as his stubby legs would carry him. he charged creepy head first, grabbing the man with all the momentum of his speed and weight. caught off guard and thin as creepy was, he was no match for : naté 