Chapter seven: Glasses

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GLASSES!!!! "I have to get glasses??" I asked my dad. "But why?" I asked. Because your eyes aren't working very well, so you have to. At least your three feet got fixed from the apprentice." He told me. " How about contacts?" I asked. "Sorry sweetie, contacts don't work for everyone." He told me. "I'm gonna look like an idiot." I told them. "No your not, you're gonna look beautiful, even more beautiful then everyone else. I promise!!" She told me. "Why are moms always so right?" I thought to myself.  "Bye sweetie, don't forget your lunchbox." She reminded me. "I know." I lied. OWW!! I tripped. It's bleeding,        

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         "I'll just use my magic." I told my mom. "Ok she told me.   WHOOSH!!!  "It didn't work. Here let me try again. WHOOSH!!!!!  "Why isn't it working?" I asked my mom( even though I knew she wouldn't have given me an answer) "I have no idea." She answered. (See) "What's different about me?" MY GLASSES!!  "Ok so the truth is I just didn't want them on my face." I thought to myself. "Maybe that's what's different about me." I told my mom. My hands were bloody from my knee when I fell so I didn't want to touch my face. "Mom, can you take off my glasses for me?" I asked her. "Ok." She answered.  WHOOSH!! "It finally worked." I told her. "Guess I can't have glasses anymore." I told her. YESS!!!! "I screamed in my head. Now I have an excuse for everything!!

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