My dear pet turtle, Turtle, was missing one afternoon, so I told my mom. I was wondering how it got out of its tank, and then I realized that I had left the ramp (the one that Turtle plays on) leaning against the edge of the tank. I think my mom was thinking the same thing, because she suddenly asked, 'Ki, did you leave that ramp there? Turtle must have used it to crawl out!' We called my Dad and we started looking for Turtle. I was really panicked. "What if something ate it?" I thought to myself over and over again. We split up. My dad went to (what is now) the storage room, while my mom went to the garage and I went to the living room. We were searching for 5 minutes when my dad said, 'I think I found it!'. I would normally correct him and ask him to call Turtle either a he or a she, or a him or a her, but I was too happy to bother. My mom and I rushed to the storage room that used to be my play room. Turtle was hiding (all dusty) under the table!!!🐢😀 I was suuuper happy that Turtle was alright and I learnt my lesson. :)
Oh, sorry, I don't have any pictures. :(
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