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Argo Gold Mine. The autobiography of William Sabot. Argo Gold Mine. By : William Sabot Dedicated to all people who read this online. Chapter 1 The Lump.
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Argo Gold Mine The autobiography of William Sabot
Argo Gold Mine • By : William Sabot • Dedicated to all people who read this online.
Chapter 1 The Lump On August 7, 2009 I went on an hour car drive to the mountains on an extremely busy day . When we passed Argo Gold Mine , my brother Joel begged loudly to go to Argo Gold Mine . Our car was parked in the parking lot of Argo Gold Mine and my mom was checking if it was okay for ... A black lump jumped from the back of the seats that was exactly what I was talking about .
Our legs (and paws ) were moving toward a tourist waiting area . The sign said: Sorry no tour guidetoday! I went to the mine which was already flooded . The lump was strolling down ahead of me . She put her paws in the water . When the lump discovered that the water was to icky for her and the small lake smelled like silfer she zoomed to me.
Chapter 2 The Dog Race We slipped into the building of Argo Gold Mine . Someone told us to go to the room that said 59 . We scrambled to the room that said 59 . When we opened the door , we saw a man , a screen , a projector , and a ton of people sitting in seats . The man sat up and in an earsplitting noise he yelled , “MY NAME IS MITCHELL !” Mitchell sat down again . I slid to an empty seat . Mitchell pressed his thumb on the button of a remote we . Watched a video about the history of Argo Gold Mine .
We were finished with the video . But our time was not over . We met two other dogs . The lump named Daisy spotted a squirrel and so did the other dogs . Now it was a dog race . Some people giggled . A golden retriever won the race to the squirrel and he shared the squirrel . What a memory .
Never ever get a dog unless you would like to pick up dog poop .