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Family Picnic

Ants crawl onto our picnic Blanket in a straight line, Creeping towards the food. Dad swipes at them as we are Eating and my sister attacks them with a Fork, flicking them into the Green grass beside her Hurriedly, I swipe up my sandwich and Juice box to Keep them away from the Long line of approaching ants. Mom grabs a Napkin to push the ants Off the blanket. Picnics are usually Quite eventful, whether Robins or Squirrels attempt to Take our food from Us, but we Value the enjoyable time We have together, picking Xanthic dandelions and Yelling as we play, Zig-zagging through the park.

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