chapter 1

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Hey I'm Emmi or babytard. I'm writing in this journal because my mom gave it to me last year in 2014. I was cleaning my room and I found it so I'm using it. Um, I'm Emmi Laurie (Loofus) Butler and my dad is Shay Carl. Yeah I'm a shaytard but I don't really want to be a you tuber I just say that to make my parents happy. Avia knows that I want to be a singer and that's the truth. I am 9 years old and its 2015. It's almost thanksgiving. It's Monday and thanksgiving is on Thursday. My dad is vlogging and I don't want him to see this so bye guys.
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Dad was coming so I shoved the book under the sheets and pretend to sleep. He came in with the camera and tickled my feet I giggled and sat up
"Hey do you want to go to the store with me to get stuff for thanksgiving?" He asked pointing the camera in my face
"Yeah what do we need to get?" I asked hiding the excitement in my heart. He always asked Avia so this is AWESOME for me.
"Well.." Daddy said and handed me a list

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t̶u̶r̶k̶e̶y̶
r̶i̶c̶e̶
leafs
jello
pumkin filling
pie crust
plates-glass
Napkins

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When we got to the store got a call from makers and blocked me out. I was walking and I tripped. I hurt my knee and then the cart hit my back. My da noticed I was on the ground and hung up. I was crying and told him by back hurts. He lifted up my shirt and tried to touch it but I winced when he barely even touched me!
"It's small Loofus." He told me and hugged me. Daddy helped me up and I pulled my shirt down over the scrape I got on my side.
"Thank you dadda." I told him and we started to walk. He put his hand on my side. And I winced again. I got this stupid scrape from Molly! She pushed me in to the wall and I cut my side on the door thing. The thing that when you close the door it keeps the lock thingy in place. As you can see my vocabulary is VERY low.
"What's the cut from?" Dad asked.
"Oh...that? I just fell of my bike." I answered. I didn't want him to know about Molly.

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