We had played Miniature Golf. So I decided to make a little story about it.
I added some stuff to make more colorful.
It was a beautiful Saturday evening. The birds were singing and
colorful butterflies were flying all around. my Mom, Dad and my sister
Maureen and her two Sons, Paul and Brian, and I decided that we all wanted
to play Miniature Golf. It was Mom’s turn to tee off.
Paul and Brain just wanted to go around to the different holes. Since
we were the only ones there it was no big deal. I couldn’t believe it when
Dad got a hole in one.
After Miniature Golf we all went out for a hamburger and a coke.
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