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One time I was tired so I asked if I could go to sleep in my dad's office because there is a bed. So I went in the bed. Then before I fell asleep my mom came in and said we have to go in a few minutes. I said o.k. and she went out. Then it took me a minute to go to sleep. I fell asleep. I slept for awhile. and they left me. Everyone got in the car. They had an extra person, so they thought they had everyone. So they left. Then I woke up and went out of the room. I called everybody's names, and nobody would answer. I started to cry. I went outside. That was when I met a boy and his mom. His mom asked, "What is the matter?" Then, "Is that someone you know?" And I said, "Yes." They left. My dad came out of the car, and he said, "What is the matter?" "I looked up and said, "I called everyone's name but nobody answered and so I started to cry." We got in the car and drove to the movies.
One day me, my mom, and Keith went to buy a new cage for the gerbils. When we got home our neighbors told us that a white mouse was running around our trashcan. It was Squeaky! We caught her and put her in the new cage. We picked it up and the bottom fell off. Squeaky got out and ran behind the lawn mower. We caught her again. The end.
Once we were camping. We were having a great time until we decided to go to the Hot Pots. We call it the Hot Pots because it's like a hot pot with water in it. Anyways, it was about three miles to get there. First we went over the log. It was scary so I crawled across instead. When we were walking it got dark. Good thing we brought our flashlight. When we finally got there we played in the water. Then we were ready to hike another three miles. It was darker than before. The flashlight wouldn't last much longer. There was a stream by the trail. The flashlight barely lit the way, but we got to the log. First, my older sister went over the log. Then my younger sister, my mom, and then me. I started across the log. I got to the end safely. Then my dad came. We walked a little bit more and we were at the campsite. The end.
One summer day I was at my friend Indiana's house with my little brother Asher. Indiana has a little sister named Libby. Libby and Asher are friends. We were all outside in their backyard playing in the sprinklers when Asher and Libby started kissing. We tried to stop them, but they wouldn't listen. So I whispered to Indi that we should tell her mom. She said we should. So inside we went and told her mom. We came out with her and she said, "Stop!" So, they stopped and never kissed again. The end.

Me and my sister and mom were in the car. My mom said what kind of car do you want when you grow up. I said, "I want a car that the top comes off." My sister said, "I want a car that has scrapers. My mom said, "What's that?" "It's a car that has scrapers on the back." Ten minutes later my sister said, "There's my car." We looked and saw what my sister wanted. My mom said, "Those are wipers." "Oh!" said my sister. Two years later we got what my sister wanted.
I was in the mountains with my family. We unpacked our stuff. I got my knife out and and found a stick and I went back to camp and we went down to the lake and swam. We came back, I got out my knife and got my stick and carried my stick. At first I did good then I got better. Then I got cut. It hurt really bad. My knife went deep. The date was July. I went to my camper and put water on it. I went outside and it was better. And I carved again. The end.

One time I asked if my friend could play. Her mom said yes. So she came over to my house and we wanted to play catch. We were passing the ball back and forth and one time I threw it so hard that she had to duck and the ball went right to my dad's new car window. We went over to the car and the window was broken. We rolled down the window and went over to my friend's house instead of my house. We just kept playing games. Then one day my dad took us to his pizza place to drop me off. So that my cousin could pick me up. Then my dad told me to roll the window. It was not broken. It was a miracle and my dad said in a kind voice, "Why didn't you tell me that you broke my window?" "Because I was scared that you would get mad at me." "I would never get mad at you." "It was an accident. I'm sorry Dad!" "It is alright!"