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Thursday, 30 August 2018

Dictation

The mother sheep followed me along the path, picking up her paste, as  she realise others have been touching her distance of her baby lamb. She let out a loud lop leep which echoed across the padlock, the sleeping lamb lifted up his head and turned towards us before slowly returning to sleep. As the sheep got closer and closer I thought about whether if I should turn and run, I began to panic. Was she gonna attack me?

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