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"Come on!" Bitzy called from inside my parents bedroom. She sounded upset.
"I don't want to wrestle right now, sweetheart! We have to get ready so that we can go help at the Elijah's Bowl!" my father replied. He sounded exhausted.
At my father's words, I sprang up off my bed, got an outfit for the day (Which consisted of a pair of black shorts, my deathly hallows t-shirt, and a pair of brown flip-flops), and headed to the shower.
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At the church, me, my father, and Bitzy sat in the hot truck with all the windows down, talking to our great-aunt Maryanne and our cousin, Rebekah.
"Yeah, he was finding all this cool stuff out about the Kovaschetz's ancestors and what not." Aunt Maryanne said. She talking about her grandson, my couson, Michael, doing all this research for a project in school.
"Yeah, Murph's mom, Mummum used to do that and keeps journals and books of all that stuff," my father said. We all started to hear a car coming so we looked to see who was pulling in the church's driveway.
A green car came circling around and stopped next to Aunt Maryanne's car in the parking lot. Hannah, her sister, and her mom came walking out of the car.
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Soup Kitchen Madness
Cerita PendekHave you and your friends, family, or even youth group volunteer at a soup kitchen? Anything similar to Elijah's Bowl? Well, this is a true story from our day at Elijah's Bowl with our youth group.
