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One day I was at my grandma's house with my cousins and brother she had a big yard and tons of junk food. That is probably why my parents don’t let me go there much, anyway, we were at my grandma's house and it was getting dark but it was summertime so it wasn’t cold. My grandma's house has tons of cactus and sagebrush and a bunch of sand and small hills. We were inside the house eating and decided to go outside.
We started by playing hide and seek and then we started playing tag. When I was running away from my brother I jumped down a small hill and on the side of the hill was covered in cactus, so I kinda fell in the cactus. Once I landed in the cactus I began to scream, then my uncle came and picked me up and brought me up to the house. Once I got inside we began to pull the cactus needles out of my whole left side. After a few hours of pain, we got all the cactus out of my body, it took a few days to fully recover from the cactus needles. There were still some tiny little needles in my skin.
To this day I still hate cactus, but I still love my grandma's house and my grandma. I’ve only fallen in cactus once and I’m a lot more careful around cactus and other things. This took place about 3 years ago, but more recently I was walking in my grandma's yard and then the sand under my feet sank into a snake hole. I stepped away from the hole and looked in it and saw the head of a snake, I couldn’t tell what kind of snake it was because I ran away too fast. Still, I have good and bad memories from my grandma's house. One of the good memories is making cookies with my grandma. My grandma and grandpa are still alive and well.
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