the rabbit boy

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I was sat on the river bank we my dog meg and my grand mother Alice in London my grandmother started telling me stories of her made up dream land called wander land what childish nonesece it is just some silly make belief rabbit's in waste coats cats that smile and some random mad man well the way my grand mother described him is more silly than mad after all of her silly make belief she took one of her afternoon naps and I went to explore the park.me and meg went for a walk and then all of a sudden meg started barking and I took a little tumble and landed in front of a rabbit in a waste coat I could not believe my eyes could it be the rabbit from my grand mothers dream but then it hoped of and tuned into a boy and jumped into a rabbit hole I pinched myself I was not dreaming had I finally gone mad.    

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