Summer Yard Finds My brother and I found a cricket in the yard. Named it Fillmore, he did his job. Fillmore lived in an abandoned piece on fire wood that I hid from my father so that Fillmore wouldn't burn. The more I played with Fillmore, the more I found out. Fillmore wasn't an ordinary grasshopper; he had lost an antenna. Fillmore wasn't the brilliant green you see in insect pictures but a very dull earthy-grey color. Fillmore had big black eyes that looked liked if you poked them, they'd leak liquid colored black. Glossy, they were; glossy as heck. On the first day of winter (when you had to read the temperature in fahrenheit because of how much you missed summer), I visited Fillmore's piece of firewood. I didn't find an energetic Fillmore though, I found a dead grasshopper.
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