Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Mar. 10, 1992

I have to write about an adventure I had using as many spelling words as I can. I don't have to write an adventure!

Once I woke up. It was the nineteenth of February. I was feeling lazy. It was the weekend. I had fried cereal.

Forget that.

I had a bad morning this morning. My mom got real mad because I let out the dogs. They wanted out anyway. Rascal came back. My mom got punky* in the car. I don't know why it isn't Monday.

[*Punky was the name of the other dog.]

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