The short life of a green crab
One day, I (my name is Charlie, and I am an invasive green
crab), couldn't find a blue crab for breakfast, so I traveled around the marsh
hoping to find something. I did. Although what I found looked like a trap there
was… HOT DOGS, so I crawled into the trap to find more of my crab friends, and they
were saying “DON'T COME IN it's a trap!” But I didn't listen to them so I
climbed in and started eating HOT DOGS when I realized it was a trap! I didn't
see where I came in! So I tried to sleep for the little bit of life left for me
but I didn't know that this was it. When I woke up I was
being taken out of the trap. I was free! I tried to run away from the giant
animals that were talking in a weird language but they caught me and I said
“put me down!” but they didn't hear me. They let me go and lifted up their foot
and it started coming down on me. And then…
END
To Be Continued?
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