Chapter One

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Well, hello fellow reader. My name is Olivia.

Im 12 going on 13 soon, but wait a second...This story isn't about me right? You came here to read a story about a sloth. No this is NOT, just a boring book about sloth facts. A ton of peoples views on sloths are yet, very, very, boring. Not my sloth, he is the very up most, brilliant sloth there ever was and ever will be.

This is the story about Travis Tulan.

"MOM!" I called from my room upstairs. We are getting ready for a road trip to Washington state. "Yes olivia?" my mom replied back. "Where is my tooth brush?" I asked, personal high-gene is very important to me.

"I don't know olivia? In the bathroom?" my mom never knew where ANYTHING was...

My house was such a wreck! With family members running everywhere, scrambling to get there things together. Oh dear... Just when I thought it couldn't get any worse. "MAX!" I screamed! My brother was running down the hall with fruit punch and right as I turn the corner *BAM!* Fruit punch all over my brand new white shirt from Ralph Lauren, "OMG THATS WHAT YOU GET FOR THROWING MY FROG OUTSIDE!" He ran away before i could get him. Siblings are so annoying! I ran downstairs to find my mom and tell her what had just happened.

"Mom!" She was on the phone making hotel reservations. She wouldn't answer me, so i just went upstairs till it was time to go, but first, i changed my shirt.

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