May 28, 2010
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For my first birthday, I got a stuffed monkey from my grandma. I took it everywhere with me. I named him Samuel. We were best friends. But on the third day of second grade, I made a terrible mistake. I selfishly left him on the bus. I cried my eyes out but I had hope that the next day he would be right where I left him. But nope, he was gone. Somebody kidnapped him. To this day, I wonder where he is. I hope he is being loved by someone else the same way I loved him.

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horse95lover said...
Jun. 7, 2010 at 3:21 pm
this is a good outline for a story, but you should expand it.
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