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I woke up the next morning to my alarm clock ringing and the cold air freezing my toes. The window was left open; it was quite brisk outside. I check..
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I hopped out of the van, thanked Gabe's mom, took a deep breath, and stepped into the house.
Phil was sitting in his chair, eyes locked to the T.V...
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“Oh come on, Bel, it'll be okay!”
“No, it won't!”
“The bus is going to get here in seven minutes! We have to get to..
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“I think I'll just walk...” I told Mr. Berns.
He nodded with a stern look on his face, the stress lines on his forehead appearing large..
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“So,” Mrs. Johnson took a thoughtful sip from her iced tea, “How did this happen?”
I sat on the kitchen counter patiently a..
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Sally welcomed us with the usual jolly grin upon her pudgy face and held a sample of her newest grand idea.
“What's this?” Gabe asked w..
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Melanie and I stepped into Christine's eighteen year old sister, Oliva's, huge micro bus.
The car was shaped like a huge 3-D rectangle on wheels- i..
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I woke up to the sound of the noisy birds chirping outside my window I left wide open from the night before. I chuckled to myself and flopped over to ..
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After the dreadful two hours of waiting for lunch, I decided to forget about calling Aiden tonight. There were more important things I had to worry a..
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The rest of the week went by in an interesting way. Well, Leon asked me out on a date to the library. I, of course, turned him down, but I think he w..
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