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Drama Rises
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Ongoing, First published May 22, 2015
Mature
This is the new second book in the Heathers Sad Story series. I decided to make more chapters per book.


It took us about an hour maybe more to get it all set up and to put it all where it belongs. After that we say down on the couch and I put Brayden on my lap, and I put my legs on Lew's lap. We had to out Miya in my mom's old room because she wouldn't stop barking no matter what we did. We brought her outside to go to the bathroom, we played with her, we gave her food, and other stuff. After a while of sitting there watching cartoons, there was a knock at the door. I told the boys I would get it so I was still holding Brayden when I went up to the door, I put him to my side and I was still holding him on my right side and my right arm was holding him up. I opened the door and it was Lew's mom.
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