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It was a dull, rainy day in May. Rain splashed against the floor as Toby ran through the door. Toby is six years old. He dreams of pirates searching for gold. "X marks the spot" Redbeard growled. The type of pirates with peg legs and hooks are mighty big crooks. Toby's short brown hair,blowing in the air as he's sailing the sea, how fun would that be? Some days he would battle dragons breathing fire, when saving the village is his desire or ruling a kingdom with his very own squire.   Today he imagined he was an explorer deep in a tropical jungle. Exploring through towering trees and bright colourful plants, Toby tore his pants.