"No, no, no, no," I whispered grosely. "I will not touch a dead deer." "Do it, do it, do it," My whole family was shouting. "Oh fine," I felt grosed out! I felt inside like I could pop like a gross dragon. "Really, look I can see all their insides," I was thinking in my head.
"Okay I'm ready to touch now." "Go, go, go," everyone was shouting. I touched a dead deer. I was relaxed. It was as soft as a piece of possum fur. Soft, sad and scared all at the same time .... but I thought it was quite nice! "Ahhh," I said as I was as relaxed as a baby sleeping.
Then it was time to go! "Ohhh but it was to nice." "Just come," mum nudged me as she talked. I finally left.
I had the best time ever!
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