Picture yourself in Orange Beach, Alabama. Sitting on a dock, eating at a very peculiar restaurant. You're sitting there with you mother, sister, grandmother, and grandfather when all of a sudden the waiter brings out a bowl with baked slugs. "On the house!", he exclaims, "You must try these!". At the time you are eight years old and very skeptical to try this new, strange looking food. You're coaxed into taking a bite by your grandfather so you place one on your appetizer plate. Picking up your knife you cut into the head of the slug, which you find out later is a truly a slug head, and place the slug on your fork. Like a forklift, you elevate the fork and place the slimy substance into your mouth. You chew and swallow followed by a huge swig of the sweet tea you're drinking. Angrily you ask, "What was that nastiness?!" (Remember your lovely eight year old vocabulary? I do!) The waiter replies, "Well, baked slug of course." Astonished, you wonder what will be served next.
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I enjoyed how you used the perspective of an eight year old girl, and the words an eight year old girl would use. I feel like it would of been even better f you had gone into detail about what your were thinking or the experience. Overall though I enjoyed reading about the time you ate a slug head.
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