On our last day at the beach, we took all of our leftover popcorn and snacks and fed them to the seagulls off of the pier at our hotel. They were like dogs and would catch the snacks we would throw up to them in their beaks. My little brother was a little bit afraid because they were swarming around us so much when we had food but I wasn't afraid at all. Because of hurricane Rita, we had to cut our trip short. Even though it ended up hitting much farther north on the Texas Coast, Mommy and Daddy didn't want to take any chances. Adam and I were disappointed that we had to come home early. Now that we have been home, I keep asking, "When is the hurricane going to come?" I don't quite understand the concept yet.
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