The rusty gate creaked open, Jacob's mouth gaped and his pet sheep Norman wandered out. "Yeh" he yelled as the sheep ran towards him, its trotters clacked against the concrete floor. He ran home with Norman by his side. The next day Jacob came back from school, his mum shouted from the kitchen "Jacob it's your favourite - lamb chops!" He ran outside, to the field. He looked around for Norman but his sheep was nowhere to be seen. He sprinted back home and upstairs, sobbing. Jacob's mum came upstairs to see what was wrong, "You cooked Norman!" he wailed like a baby.

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