One day I was playing inside with my toys, and I decided that I wanted to play outside. I went to go ask my dad and it took him a very long time to say yes. When he finally said yes, I ran to put on my shoes and go outside to the playhouse but then I forgot to grab a drink of water, so I went back in and brought the water out with me. When I got back though, I saw something behind the playhouse, so I yelled for my parents. My dad came out first and asked me if I was ok and when I told him I was fine, he asked why I called him. I told him about the thing I saw behind the playhouse. He went to check it out and saw that it was a snake behind the playhouse. So, he scooted the playhouse aside and decided that it was a good idea to poke the snake with a stick or a pole. When the snake slithered away, I screamed and so did my mom. It was very funny looking back at it now, but back then I was crying, saying I never wanted to go outside ever again.