AFter I complaind to my mom for only 1hr (like thats nothing I shoud be more angery next time), we went to go pick kali and my evil sister up. My sisters name was Dylan. My dad treats her like the boy he never had. Dylan was only 3, 4, or 5 but iI don't have time to remember her name. My Kali was doing am entering thing for the little kids or Dylan's softball team of 3 year olds. My mom and I drove to the field were they were practicing. My moms obsessed, she says stuff like "oh I am so proud to be a winners mom!". Thanks mom what a great way to lower my self asteme.
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Smelly
RandomSmelly is a story about a stupid and smelly dog that can understand humans, and cats. One day he meets a cat and the story takes of from there
