I woke up and left to leave to gymnastics practice. Oh?,"did I not mention?" I am a competitive gymnast. I can tell the girls there are nice but they rarely talk to me. Anyway once I got to practice I did my floor routine,bar routine and beam routine. Before I knew it the 2 1\2 hours were over. When I got home I noticed some odd as I opened the door dexter was not thereHe was laying on the carpet. OK?? When I poet him he barely noticed me. Well maybe he I just tired I thought in my head I got a weird feeling in my head that something really was wrong with him but he is probably just tired😕😴
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The Story Of A Girl
RandomA girl named Naomi's best friend died this a sad story NOTE:THIS IS FICTION