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Submitted to Contest #36
Sep. 4, 2008,9:45 p.m. Dear Diary, Yay! It’s almost the first day of middle school. And I even have my clothes planned out. But there is one thing wrong, my friend Amelia is moving to Hartford, Connecticut. (>.<) I will really miss her. Well, she wrote me this note before Summer Break, Dear Fawn, I really wish I wasn't moving. I hate Leaving u but I have to go. Call me at any time :3 From, Amelia. P.S. I live in Vernon, Connecticut...
Submitted to Contest #35
I was getting into my red dress with roses ,well my mom did my hair. It was my first spring dance and I was super excited. I had been waiting for this dance all year. If only Gail Novak had asked me there. He was the most popular boy in school and all the cool girls hung out with him. And I was definitely not a cool girl. So I had to go with my brother David. And he was not the person I wanted to go with. My friends Lilah, Bailey and Ash all had boys as dates from Gail’s squad. I wish I was like them, pretty and smart. Well that was no...
Submitted to Contest #34
My sister’s stick scraped the dirt on the floor, as she drew stick people. Just then my Master came in, and said: “ Get to work dirty scums!” “Yes Master,” we say as my sister drops her stick in fear. I get my broom and start sweeping well my sister just stands there in shock. I think it’s because our Master called us “ Dirty Scums,” but we’re used to that because we’re black and we’re slaves. “Come on Nia,” I say as I start making the bed. “ Fine Andres,” she says in the tone she makes when she is annoyed. “Just get to work,” I say. Jus...
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