One summer I went out collecting all of the frogs my little hands could carry. After some time I looked down and saw that my fist held five frogs laying limp with long sagging tongues.Heart broken that I had crushed these creatures, I placed them in the grass and walked away before anyone found what I had done.
I came back later and the frogs were gone. It's a good thing I have obscenely large hands for a girl.
2 important opinions:
A cat probably ate the corpses.
I would like to believe they got well and hopped away happily.
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