The Footprint

Once upon a time a girl called Rachael was walking on the beach when she saw a tiny weeny little footprint.
"Wow!" exclaimed Rachael. (This was a very rare beach in Yorkshire, so nobody ever visited)
She crouched down and very gently she touched it. It didn't feel like sand, but it felt smooth like metal! She touched it again. This time she didn't feel the smooth metal type feel, or the sand sort of feel, but a rough, skin like feel. She thought that it felt like rhino skin. She was getting suspicious now. Was this playing tricks on her? She decided to find out. Rachael put her foot in the footprint and thought of where she would go. Suddenly she felt a surging, red hot pain in her leg. That leg was attached to her foot that she put in the footprint. Rachael quickly, in a nick of time, lifted her leg out of the footprint.
"What?" gasped Rachael, clutching her leg in pain.
She suddenly noticed that there was a long, black, thin thing on another footprint, just ahead of her footprint! She secretly ran over to have a look and try to identify what it was.  Her mum and dad were marine biologists and had taught Rachael how to identify fish and sea creatures.
"I know what this is!" squealed Rachael in delight, "an electric eel!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
She screamed and ran frantically back home. When she got home she clambered up her stairs and collapsed in her bed. She fell asleep in about 10 minutes.

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