Challenge week 5

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When I was little, like, 5, I had an obsession with Scooby Doo. I bought stuffed animals, knew every show by heart, and only ate the gummies. My favorite character was Shaggy, which I now realized had a cool name for a dog owner, because he shared my love for food and dog treats. (I thought they were delicious.)

I also liked Velma because she was like my sister Kenna. Kenna, like Velma, was a bit nerdy and couldn’t see anything without her glasses.

Anyway, I liked Scooby Doo because I loved the mystery, the adventure, and the bad catchphrases, everything a bored 5-year old would want. I also liked trying to guess the culprit, which I was terrible at. But I tried. And failed of course.

I hate the cartoon Scooby Doo today though, the new version. Their eyes look weird, compared to the old version. I would watch a minute and scream, “THIS IS ALL WRONG.” And run to the next room.