"Come in
number 105" says the judge. I was up against my sister Payton. This was huge! If
I went down to her I would lose my dignity and everything I had earned through
out the last nine years of my life. (Which is actually my entire life time.)
The judge said it was close… “BUT,” he said Layla (my calf) had less hair
on her legs than she did on her body. I went silent…“The winner is… number 105!” announced the judge. I was so happy. I had won!
By Kirwyn
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