We are going to tell you about something beautiful that they saw. The story will be about fall and something beautiful. The story will also be about deer that they saw.
This took place on a nice fall day outside in Indiana. So we decided to go out to the farm. When we got to the farm we dug some ginseng.
When walking around he heard something walking in the woods. So he started to walk toward the sound. When we got close there was white and large.
Turned out that was a white deer walking in the woods. It was probably two hundred and ten pounds. It was a beautiful sight for me and my friend. It was on the corner of a field that had leaves falling in the background . This was very unbelievable at that time.
I really wish that I would have had my phone so I could have taken a picture.Amazing things always happen when you don 't have a phone to take a picture. It was just me and caleb that experienced this unbelievable act of nature.
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I hope that you liked my essay about the albino deer.
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