One time my papa rented a beach house and he invted us to come. We said yes! As soon as we got there we trhrew on our bathing suits then I got my bucket and headed out into the water. I went about waist deep, bent down really quiet, and I used my toes to catch hermit crabs. I caught about twelve hermit crabs with my toes. Two died and one fell out of it's shell. Ugh!
One morning when I woke up my dad was in the living room. He told me I had to let the hermit crabs go. I walked down to the beach and I kneeled down to let the crabs go. I was sad to let them go, but I got over it. Later we went to cool gift shops and I saw a dolphin for the very first time. I was still sad about the crabs, but then a few days later we went to the mall to get a hermit crab.
3 comments:
I liked your story because you put a lot of detail in it and I could feel how you were feeling when you let the hermit crabs go.
Lillie
I love how you described catching the crabs, and I could feel how sad you were when you let them go.
Wow! That sounded fun!
Jasmine .N
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