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So we went, on and on. Suddenly my sister yelled, "Watch out!!!" By the time she said that I was halfway down the hill. The reason she said watch out I didn't know at that moment, but I did after that. I had slid right under a mother moose! The calf was behind her, eating away. She didn't see me at all! I'm glad for that. I was about four then and got freaked out after that. But I still like moose.
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