“Come on let’s go it will be fun”.”Fine but only because you want to’.”Yay okay get ready we will be leaving soon.” As we got ready and hoped in the car we sore a band playing music on the side of the road. They sang so many different songs. When we finally got to the zoo we sore a giraffe called dusty. We wanted to feed it so we went up to it and it bit me. It was painful. Also it ruined my favorite pink sweater. I was not very pleased so we decided to leave the grumpy giraffe alone. I HATE THE ZOO!