My dad hates statues I will you why. One time in England my dad went to the subway. He walked over to the bench and sat down. He started to read a newspaper. Then he noticed a very very weird and creepy statue sitting beside him. He didn’t like it very much so he packed all the stuff he brought with him and really quietly left the subway and never came back again. That statue remains there still to this day. That is why my dad hates statues.