*LIZARD

One day ( I can't remember specifically) after I had my dinner I went over to the sofa and saw this cute little baby lizard that was just a bit smaller than my pinky. It jumped onto my hand (it was really tickly!), then I showed everyone. Naturally, they said things like, "Ew........................................ a lizard!? .........................Get rid of it!!!" and so on and so forth. Then, as I was just about to put it outside it leaped into my hair. I know it was really cute, but a lizard in my hair? No thanks. I asked my mum, who was outside, too, to brush it off. The lizard landed on the floor safe and sound and I went back into my house.
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