One day when I was at my Grandma’s house she told me a story from when she was younger. She told me ”One day when I was walking down a street beside the zoo. when there was a loud crash. a Gorilla was smashing through the brick wall. Bricks and dust were flying everywhere. My pretty yellow dress was getting ruined. I started running away. ‘ahhh!’ I screamed. I rang up the zoo to come and get their Gorilla."
"Wow that was a intense day" I replied.
"Yes it was a bad day, I had to throw away that dress that I was wearing" said my Grandma.
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