Wednesday, September 7, 2011
“The Contents of the Dead Man’s Pocket” Minute Paragraph
One minute of my life that I remember like if it was just yesterday was when I went on pass and it was my baby brothers birthday. I had to prepare the brithday party. I saw a lot of colorful colors and I saw a lot of ballons. I heard my mom yelling a lot because she was frusterated. At the end of the day I had a great time. My brother got a lot of presents.
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Good job on you post best friend:], Keep up the good work<3
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