Dear Mr Howard,
I am writing to you because of that old, filthy museum. Did you know what happened to me? These tiny little people tied me up on a skeleton. After that they dipped me in a hippo’s bath!
Next I kept my eye on those cave men but… they came alive.
Weirdly they spoke like this “flappy, pappy, tatty, papply”! Then they cried and gave me a cuddle for no reason.
Lastly I heard a little, young dinosaur chasing me then he smacked me on the face. Sorry I am going to quit. This is my last letter to you.
Yours sincerely
Khuzaimah.

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