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play with them? I'm just as good! No, I'm better! I make no noise and very little mess. Get your Thinker fixed, It!

Oh, hang on. This place is quite deep. Look! I'm going down, down, down. Drat! I can't go any deeper. You know, it is a long way up. I wonder.Look at me! I'm going to jump. Wait for itNearlyPhew! Not quite. Let me try again. This is such hard work. Ok. Take Two. Up, up and oh hang on, not enough speed. Ready for Take Three! Off I go.Yipppeeee! I've done it! FREEDOM..!'

*KERSPLAT*

Oh People Stix! Freedom doesn't seem so great now! Hey, It, I'm down here! Oi, stop that playing and put me back! I want to go back in there. At least there is Wet in that world. PleaseHELP ME! Look out! Watch where you put your flippers.That's m.'

Jamie Lynn packed her fish, Squish, lovingly into tissue a pretty box. Her Father helped her bury Squish in the backyard and mark the little grave with a cross and some flowers. Tears fell down Jamie's' little face and she let out a sob.
Sweet heart' her Father said, it was only a fish.' Jamie turned to him. But he was my fish' came the sobbed reply.

Father picked Jamie up, walked back into the house and sat with her on the couch. Fish die all the time and there is nothing you or I can do about it. We just have to thank them for the time they were here and remember the joy they brought us. Squish obviously wanted to escape and find his friends.'

Jamie looked at Father sternly. But why did you have to squish my fish' she demanded then got up, stamped on Father's foot and made good her own ESCAPE

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