I was in the mountains with my family. We unpacked our stuff. I got my knife out and and found a stick and I went back to camp and we went down to the lake and swam. We came back, I got out my knife and got my stick and carried my stick. At first I did good then I got better. Then I got cut. It hurt really bad. My knife went deep. The date was July. I went to my camper and put water on it. I went outside and it was better. And I carved again. The end.
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