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The mouse (by Eliza)

When I was playing in the garden I saw a scary dead mouse. The mouse was cut in half the half I could see was the bottom of it, still with the tail and feet attached, but no head. I ran back to the house to tell my Mummy. I was so scared I didn't look back. I've gone back every single day to check on it, but it's been there ever since. We think that the fox, living in the garden, might have bitten its head off. I've gone back to play in the den and in the trees, but I've never got closer than 30cm.🐹🐹🐹

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