The Ant Farm.

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The Ant Farm

Kevin was no ordinary teenager. He was nothing like the other sixteen year old boys' at his school. He did not see the point in going to wild parties, getting unbelievably drunk and violently throwing up in the bins outside McDonalds. Kevin much preferred to sit up in his bedroom watching the developments in his beloved ant farm. He could sit at his desk for hours on end just watching the ants. He found them so fascinating. Apart from caring for the ant farm Kevin spent the majority of his time conducting science experiments. He was attempting to invent a potion that would slightly increase the surface area of an ant so he could investigate the ant's physical characteristics more accurately. His potion so far had been a success, but he had only tested it out on dead objects. Kevin was unsure of the effects the potion would have on an actual living creature but was willing to take a risk. "After all" he thought, "What's the worse that could happen?"

Kevin removed one ant from the ant farm and placed it inside a matchbox. He then confidently placed a single drop of the