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Summer is one of my least favorite times of year. There's no school to yank away my endless wandering mind, in fact, there's no stopping me. That's wh..
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I'm really excited that summer's here instead of stupid school. I don't know anyone who likes school. There is this one really weird girl though. Her ..
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Della stands over me as I scan her report card. I feel the need to cringe coming up my spine. It takes all I've got to suppress it. "How is it mom?" s..
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I just don't understand what my mom has against me. I try really hard. I do. My mind doesn't give me a control gear. I can't ever focus.***I stoop dow..
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Ya know how I said that I would figure out what's wrong with her? Well I was just over at her farm, and what I saw and heard didn't give me a single c..
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Scrambling over to the computer, I flipped the on switch. My fingers lifted the top and pulled up a chair to sit. "Aaaaah!" My back threw itself again..
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At first, I thought that the cause of my pain was the bee. When I lifted my arm to wipe the flow of fresh tears away, I caught a glimpse of the bee. I..
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Last night I spent three hours doing homework. Then I had chores that I couldn't get out of. So no, I didn't get time to figure anything out. I did se..
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As far as I'm concerned, this is all crazy. I don't even know what's going on with my own daughter. I'm a terrible mother. I should be helping Della, ..
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I found the inspiration for this book from all sorts of places, including my own memories.
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