Day 10: Something I am afraid of.
This, is a true story.
I was about 4 years old.
We were in Texas, visiting my Grandparents, Aunts, Uncles, Cousins and other various extended family.
My Grandparents took my sisters and I to the Dallas Zoo. We walked around, checked out the animals, you know typical zoo stuff.
We decided to stop in at the petting zoo, you know, pet some sheep, feed a goat, whatever.
In Dallas, the petting zoo has Llamas.
And when I was 4 I had hair as blond as straw.
Those dumb llamas tried to eat my hair, like it was some food.
Thus, I now have a "fear" of both Llamas and petting zoos.
This, is a true story.
I was about 4 years old.
We were in Texas, visiting my Grandparents, Aunts, Uncles, Cousins and other various extended family.
My Grandparents took my sisters and I to the Dallas Zoo. We walked around, checked out the animals, you know typical zoo stuff.
We decided to stop in at the petting zoo, you know, pet some sheep, feed a goat, whatever.
In Dallas, the petting zoo has Llamas.
And when I was 4 I had hair as blond as straw.
Those dumb llamas tried to eat my hair, like it was some food.
Thus, I now have a "fear" of both Llamas and petting zoos.
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