Moping around the living room with nothing to do was not the most brilliant way of spending the first day of the holidays. "Take the rubbish out!" Dad boomed from the shower. It had already started raining. I stepped outside into the cool, damp air. Holding the rubbish bag in one hand, and my one-eyes teddy bear in the other I made my way down the driveway. Leave the rubbish bag on the ground I decided to peer inside, then I took a whiff. I froze. Rotten baked beams and a full diaper...I couldn't believe the smell!!
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