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"You should have marked where you buryed it,"she told me. But atthat point I wasn't really listening. Soon it started to rain. "I have to get home!" she yelled to me as she was begining to run home. I was very happy that Katy had to go home. When I came in I flopped down on my bed. I started to drift off to sleep, when my mom called for me that it was time for dinner. I woke up in an instent. When I came down the stairs I almost fell down the steps because I was so tired. When I was eating, I fell right in to my Luck-O-Dodles. Nothing would me up. My mom did end up waking me up when it was time for bed. When I woke up the next morning all I could think about was a shovel, me my pot of gold,and Katy. I kept looking out my window to see if she was coming. She never came until 4:00 P.M. I was sleeping and her foot steps woke me up.  My mom came rushing up the steps. When she opened the door she picked me up, out of my bed, and rushed us to the basement.

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