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She wakes up in bed smelling eggs and bacon on a hot silet.Her mother calls her''Rain''come
down to eat.On her plat were three gloden eggs and two slices of bacon.Rain aet very fast knowing
that she is geting two brand new horses.She thinks in her mind ,''what color whould they
be?''.Her mother calls her two the car.When they get down there Rain spots two beatiful white
horsesrunning in the feild.Rain told her mother that she whated the beatiful horses in the feild.Her
motherwalk to the man incharge.Then Rain pushed uot her lips and made a kissing nows.The two
horses ran over to her.She was think in her head ,''How cool is this?''.She started rubing on the
horses`s heads. Her mother came over and said,'' how cool''.The the man came in behind and said
the are all hers.Rain came home and ran out side named them sugar and cloud.Rain grow up with
the horses and became a strong women who lived on a ranch.
Rain,The Story
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walking down a path .going down and over mountions and vallies of every kind .throw
villages and cities of every type.around an about every kind of river.studying very hard.
writing about on a little
notepad.
on my way i can ribe a black and white horse running throw the dark green and forest with
monsters and crichers of any
breed.
my horse will go throw waters up to 1000000000 foot long oceans.with sae monsters and
big fish.even tthow i am own liiike 10 years old i can really do things like
that.
my jounry will be fun any even thow it will be dangers and sacry but very fun just to find
nothiing but natures beatiy.
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siting out on a hill wating the ocaen waves and i come across a beatiful flower that was pink
petals,green thin stim, and yellow fuzzy circle in the middle.i wounder if the flower could do
something bad to someone, like if someone tryed to pick it.do you think that it would go out
of the ground and slap someone then get back on the ground and acked like nothing
happed.i would call it flower
power.
soon every flower would know abbout itand they would pop out of the ground and save
every town that is in danger of anything and every thing.everyone would love them.no more
picking flowers and killing them.it would be so
cool.
well like that would happen.it is only a flower.thats just my amagenashen.
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chooooowy,good nise.choowynice with carameal and almounse covered with dark chcolate.it
is so good,justis so good.snickers.they are so mouth watering goodnice. goes with any
drink.oh who i love ''snickers''.
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I love my elaphant.She is pink with purple buttons.Her name is pinky.That reminds me I need to
find her.She is not on my bed.Here is my firend Billy.Do you know were my pink
elaphant.''Yes''said Billy.Here it is.NO THAT IS NOT MY ELAPHANT!
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Do you ever just lay outside and watch the
moon?
Sometime I just sit outside and watch the flashlight Moon glare down on
me. Most of the time ,I wish that I could climb a latter and eat
it.
Do you ever just lay outside and watch Moon,becauesit is every fun?
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a bird siting on a tree brach minding itsown
bissness singing and humming to its own.
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My firends love that world.We love the trees,the dirt,clouds,and the sky.
The problem is that the world is dieing.Can we do anything?Can we help the earth?
I can help!I can plant flowers and trees.
We can Recyle.There a many ways to recyle.You can recyle bottles,glass,plastice,andnewspaper.
There are manys to save the Planet.If we all help we can still have the great planet we dreamed of.
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My dog Sandie is the color of sand that soaks throght my feet.She jumps like a jumping
frog.When she takes a bath, spashes like me diveing in a swimming pool.She sleeps as if
she's a baby sleeping on a cloud.That is my dog Sandie.Is she cool?
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It is big and round.Blue and black.It is were we live, it is were we grow.People make there
houses and cities.It is were they grow their crops and animals.I evn live there.It is were I
play and learn.I love the Earth, itis were I live.
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