Yesterday a tumbleweed was blown into the middle of my backyard. It was...weird. Ironically earlier that day I asked my dad what a tumbleweed actually looked like. It was around dinner and at the time I think, I was setting up the table. And then it happened. My father told me that there was a tumble weed outside. Me, stereotypically thought that it was moving, like in the television shows and what not. So when I told him I didn't see it, he said, "It's right there." And I looked, in plain sight, there was a tumbleweed... In the middle of my backyard... Then my dad put it in the garbage. But it was so cool! ...I wish he hadn't.
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