
BAD DAYHomework is simple not like a pimple, a pimple is like a dimle they don't go AWAY, see here's the story, one time i was doing my homework and it was pretty simple but then i looked in the mirror and saw a pimple it was like my mom's dimples it wouldent go AWAY, it was like a head it could sleep in a bed it was huge it was glued to my head i couldn't believe my eyes i was so surprised i looked weird i would rather grow a beard my mom said i looked beautiful but i looked unusual then a few days later it was gone, © By Elizebeth Age 11 |
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