Sovereign hill snapshot by Zoe

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As I dug though my gold pan, a shiver ran down my spine as the cold water was brushing against my skin as I searched for gold. I put my gold pan down to wash my hands in the brown stinky creek. I said to myself I can’t find gold it’s no use its way to hard, I am just going to give up. As I walked past my gold pan, a beam of light shone on my gold pan a glimmer came straight to my eyes. I screamed and ran to my friends to show them the gold I found, well what I thought was gold. As I was about to show my friends, I couldn’t find my gold I searched my hand, has I continued to search for my gold I realised I lost it.