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Last Day

I now it my last day mum you don’t have to make a fuss If you do I mate miss the bus No don’t even cry Your embarrass me and in front of that guy Oh mum ill see you later I’ve got to catch me mate That traitor The little brat ran of with me money I’m getting it back and she better not call me honey Oh mum ill be back in 6 hours See you later and feed the rabbits should i go to unverrite are stay at home should i get more educaitin are lay low should i be cleever are stay at home i now im note good with my speelins but i dont mone its like stand at a cross road which way should i go

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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Date: 1/30/2013 10:27:00 AM
This is the conversation I'm looking for. Keep writing I'm litsenning.
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Date: 11/1/2012 5:08:00 PM
you've illustrated the frustration and haste of the moment very well. thanks for sharing;)
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Miriam Bell
Date: 11/2/2012 11:41:00 AM
THANKS AND A MONSTER IN MY CLOSET WAS SO FUNNYY I HOPE THERE IS NOT ONE IN MY CLOSET
Date: 11/1/2012 4:47:00 PM
An excellent piece you have shared with us Miriam. I have enjoyed reading it this afternoon. Will be back soon to read more. Love, Carol
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Date: 11/1/2012 3:00:00 PM
Miriam, i like the story,,, hope the rabbits are well fed while you take care of you,,,..always~pd
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