I'm with a dog. We're running by the ocean. I throw a ball and she fetches it. She doesn't care that I can't throw that far. She just enjoys the running. Then, all of a sudden, she turns to a blur. Slowly, she fades away. Then, I see Lily in my doorway. She says, "you know it's 7:45, right?" Oh, shoot! We just moved this summer, and I'm going to be late on the first day of school? "I'm never going to make any friends being this late!" Then dad came in and said, "not with that attitude your not. Now hurry, your gonna be late!" Lily quickly then said, "oh, wait...it's 6:45." Ha, thanks, Lily.
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Turtle's Eggs
General FictionAvery Robinson would do anything to have a dog. There is a lot of problems with that idea, though. For example, they're is a new born baby boy in the family named Ricky. There is also Lily and Kevin and dad and their sick mother. As if that's the le...
