A Cold Night in Winter
One pitch black night I woke up. I heard a soft rustling sound. I looked out. I saw a black figure. So I went downstairs and outside. It was three feet tall! It was an otter. I went down and petted it. He looked at me. I took the otter inside. I put him on the couch and I went in to the kitchen and got a sippy cup and poured milk in it. Then I went to the living room and said, "Open up." He opened his mouth and I put the sippy cup in his mouth. I said, "Don’t drink too fast." I went to ask my mommy. She said Oliver you can keep him for a month, OK?" "OK."
By Oliver
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