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The unusual year
The clock in the school bus alerted them 3:40 pm as James alighted from the school bus and dashed into his home,crushing dry leaves underneath on the way as he hurried his steps. He pushed the door open and located his mum in the kitchen, immediately he sighted her he started"I'm home""Sure you are"Mrs Smith looked at him,assimilating his facial display and saiwww.onedoor.ccd "What's the joy all about?""It's our summer holiday""Cool" his mum said and covered the pot she is using in preparing their lunch before continuing"So what are your plans" she asked the grade 8 scholarJames aura suddenly changed as he...
Sammidges and Hockey Pencils
Sammidges and Hockey PencilsGood morning, Allison. Good morning. Can you tell me your full name and age, please? Allison Lynn McCoy. I’m seven years old. My name is Mr. Davies. I’m the Superintendent of Schools. Do you know what that is? No. That’s okay. I’m sort of the boss of all the schools. Okay. Your parents said I could talk to you today. Do you know why I want to talk to you? No, sir. Am I in trouble? Not at all. I’m talking to all the kids in your class, because I need your help. Okay.Let’s start with an easy question. What grade are you in? I am in grade 2、 In Ms. Coulter’s...
One mistake
Dale watched the children playing in the front yard, chasing each other, giggling and laughing when the small black dog joined in. He couldn't help but smile at their antics, wishing he could be a part of it. The older girl ran around the large oak tree in the middle of the yard, the younger one chased after her until she disappeared up into its branches.He took a deep breath and stepped out of the car, a large plastic bag full of colorfully wrapped boxes in his hand. The girls stopped playing and ran for the house the moment he stepped into the driveway. He flinched at the reaction his own k...
I keep moving
A lot can happen in only a year. People change and so did I. Last year I was only a high schooler that should have graduated that year. In school I was this popular girl with rich parents, good looks and her perfect little life. Or so everyone thought that my life was like that. Some wanted to be my friends for my status in society, others thought I was this mean girl and tried to stay as far away from me as possible. And let's be honest, everyone felt intimidated by me, even my 'so called' friends. They all thought I only cared about my looks, fashion, money and all those sort of things. In ...