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SickYou think you’re so sick Anthony |
Just Dance
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The Destiny of a DragonflySometimes life does not bring you in the direction you want, especially for this unlucky dragonfly. It all started one Sunday morning around nine o’clock a.m. We all had poured our drinks. My father had coffee, my mother had hot tea and I had orange juice. Then, my mom took a look in her drink and we found a poor dragonfly had burned his stunning red tail and was sitting in my mother’s scorching hot tea. This is just the beginning for this very unlucky dragonfly. Laura |
Old Worn Out Doll Here I am, sitting on a shelf, collecting dust. She doesn’t play with me like she used to. She stares at me like she was gazing at stars. She wants to play with me yet she doesn’t. She tells her mom she doesn’t ever want to sell or give me away, but her mom fights back. I am not sold. The little girl won, but still she will not play with me. She just stares and stares until dinner, then she leaves. I’m left alone. I just wait and wait. Not the little girl, but her mother, comes with a big box and tries to grab me. She couldn’t reach me. I was too high up. Her mom sighed and left. A moment passed and the little girl came up, grabbed a stool, and took me down. She started to play with me! She took all her old worn dolls and had a tea party! Oh! I was very excited. “More tea, Madame?” is what she said to all of us. I just am so happy! About ten years later, the little girl was nineteen and in college. I was left alone, only not on the same shelf. It was different. I was in the arms of another little girl! Shannon |
The ‘Freak the Mighty’ Poem
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My ShadowMy shadow is here, I try to run, I hide, I feel bad when I’m inside, I peek out to see, Serena |
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