By Shae
Recently, we got snails to eat the algae in our class fish tank. They were excellent at keeping the tank nice and clean. Their names were: Bob,Sunny, Tiger, and Shnaily. Their jobs were to clean; they were the power cleaners. One beautiful morning in the tank, the fish caretaker spotted an uneasy sight. Bob was upside down. He was brought out to be inspected. He smelled awful and didn’t move. So he was brought outside and buried. The loss seemed to affect the others. Shnaily couldn’t take it. He never ate from his sadness, and sadly died a week later. The others were torn, but stayed strong longer than Shnaily had. About two weeks later, Sunny passed. Leaving Tiger to fend for himself.
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