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Well when I was little we always used to play in my friends yard. Either football, soccor, what ever. It always had to do with a bad. Possibly just catch. Well one day, the ball went over the fence. Their were a few of us. I would say about 10. We had like this little rock pappers sciosors contest, and who ever lost every time would go get the ball. I lost... So I went around and opened the fence of the neighbor and tried to get the ball (which was on the other side of the backyard). My friends were on stools and other things and looking over the fence to see how I was doing. Well then all of a sudden, I heard a bark. I turned and I saw a dog. I didn't care what type of dog. (at that point of my life I was scared stiff of dogs.) So I grabed the ball and ran for my life! I manage to get out and close the gate behind me. I looked back and I saw this little golden retreiver puppy just wagging its tail by the gate.
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