Animals+Rule!

The green palm trees made ruffling noises on our car as we headed through the gates. “I’m hot, I want to go back!” yelled my little brother, Lucas. “We’re nearly there Luc.” said my stressed mum as we got out of the car and walked across the bumpy, asphalt road.
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“Look at the big sign, mum!” shouted my other little, annoying brother, Sean. It said ‘Get Closer...Currumbin Wildlife Sanctuary.’ We walked inside, and standing right in front of us were colourful, noisy, lorikeets. Then suddenly we heard a voice out of nowhere. “Hello! Welcome to Currumbin Wildlife Sanctuary!” I turned around in shock. There was someone in a khaki ranger suit. “Hello! Would you like to get a photo with this amazing Australian reptile?” asked the ranger, who introduced himself as Ranger Bob. “Um, I guess.” I said with worry. I HATE crocodiles. Once, I went on holidays, and we were swimming in a dam. I heard our dog, Patch, squeal. I looked underwater and there was a humongous, and I mean humongous... CROCODILE! So, yeah, now you know why I am petrified of crocs AND pools and everything with water.

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