The Journey Begins

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I was running right behind the car. It felt like my feet were just moving. It was like I lost all feeling in my legs. At first, I forgot about Skipper, but he went into the house once I started to run. I have to get that car back so I can make my dad proud! Once the man saw I was after him, he drove faster than he was before and he was gone. I felt like a disgrace to lose my dad's car. But I didn't give up hope! I had to bring in reinforcements.

I called Jill, Josh, Amy, April, and Mya. They all answered and came to my house as soon as possible. When they got here, we went to my secret area in the house: the basement. "So why are we here again?" Josh asked confused. "Yeah." Jill chimed in. "I have to study for the spelling bee." Then April joined in. "How about we listen to what he has to say." Then Mya when all rouge on them, "Shut it and let the dork speak." I felt insulted but everyone was quiet. "Thanks, Mya... Now back to what I was saying. My dad's car was stolen by some jerk. That man is a dirty no-good son of a b-" Josh jumped in quickly. "OK now, what were you saying." I continued. "We need to find a way to get the car back." Jill looked confused. "Why didn't you just call the police? They would have found the car and the thief." Everyone looked at her and agreed. Then I had to explain to them why I didn't want the cops to find the car. "My dad has always done well for me. He always helps me with everything. But today guys is the day I showed my dad that I can be a hero and make him proud." Everyone burst into tears. Everyone said at the same time, "That was beautiful!" Well, not everyone. Mya just stood to wondered why we were acting like wusses. So after they stopped crying, I told them, "It's time to use extreme measures."

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