Maybe you think no body lives in my house beside me,
my sister, parents, grandma and my dog. If
you do, you are mistaken. One day when my dad was lying in the grass, a little
hedgehog touched his hand. But it is only beginning of our adventure with wild
animals. Weasel probably lives in the attic. Bats flies in the dark. In winter
we feed birds. Squirrels eat nuts from ours trees. One evening when the balcony door was open,
the frog jumped into house. Cats are everywhere because my neighbor feed them. We don’t like her because
she hates our dog and her cats make our garden smelly.
Łucja P. 3F
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