Beth's POV:
"Anna! Give it to me!"
We were playing frisbee in the front yard and I had asked for it.
She stood in front of us, looking and deciding who to toss it to. She finally tossed it to Stampy, who stuck his tounge out at me.
We then began to chase him. Amy grabbed Stampy and pushed him to the ground, claiming victory.
She seemed to have gotten over the depression of her husband, squid, dying 7 years ago.
And now our little girl was happily running and playing with Stampy.
I don't regret a single thing.
And I am pretty sure that everyone here feels the same.
~end of the life of sqampy~
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The Story of Sqampy
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