Winter
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As school was just getting thanksgiving out of the way was our yearly winter contests, As I was looking around the room like really do we have too?
Some girls in our class room are mean to me all the time for wants they were being nice. They asked me to help them can you write a Christmas song an we can sing it. ( I got home an ran off to my room started right on the song mother said it was sweet for Christmas play. Good luck tomorrow. Mom could you come too.)
The girls pulled me as side saying ur sing with us please. I said yes I can. Team 7 ur up.
"Sweet child, all she ever asked for was a friend under her Christmases tree on the realy morning she ran to her Windows saying so loudly it's snowing right outside.akos breakfast was cooked we all eat. There were peace I so a girl in the walk way she was lost amen angels for letting God let me get you well good night.
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