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 The Christmas memory We got out of the car, and we went into the house. It was late. We went to bed. When we got up in the morning there were presents everywhere. When I opened my last present it was a remote control truck and when we got home I tried it out with my dad and we made a track. My remote control truck was doing flips and cool tricks. SIX MONTHS LATER, I was getting ready for bed when I started dreaming about what I was going to do with my remote control truck in the morning. I went to sleep…… In the morning I ate breakfast and then went out to get my remote control truck and went out to the track. I tried to make it go but it was broken. From now on I've been really, really sad. THE END!!!! Article posted December 12, 2011 at 04:28 PM • comment • Reads 1035 • Return to Blog List Add a CommentPosted Comments |
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