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| 1 | - | Hi, my name is Ben, a 16 year old boy. I have short black hair, and blue eyes. I am a junior in Radon High school, in the Town of Millie, with average grades, and some pretty awesome friends. |
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| 2 | + | Hi, my name is Ben, and I am a sophomore in Radon High school, in the Town of Millie, with average grades, and some pretty awesome friends. |
| 3 | - | My friend Charlie is also a junior in my school, but he is a genius! He had A's in every class: Math, Science, English, and Global Studies. He is also good at inventing new things. Do you know those wireless ear buds? Well he invented those! My other friend, Lucy is average in every class; accept for English because she is very good at writing. Someday, Lucy wants to be an Author. She is starting off with writing children books though. She says it is better to start off small then to just jump into writing big books. |
| 3 | + | My friend Charlie is also a sophomore in my school, but he is a genius! He had A's in every class: Math, Science, English, and Global Studies. He is also good at inventing new things. Do you know those wireless ear buds? Well he invented those! My other friend, Lucy is also a sophomore average in every class; accept for English because she is very good at writing. Someday, Lucy wants to be an Author. She is starting off with writing children books though. She says it is better to start off small then to just jump into writing big books. |
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| 5 | My life is pretty normal, and simple, the way that a lot of kids like their life. Then, my life turned upside down, on that one fateful day. The day started out as any other normal day. I was dreaming about my paintings being in a famous art show, about to receive an award for the best painting in the world, when all of a sudden I hear my mom calling me. “Ben.” My mom says “Honey, time for school. You don’t want to be late for Picture day!”Well so much for receiving that award. | |
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| 7 | I get up off my bed, which is not hard, since I am used to it revolving. I go to my clothing closet, and pick out a shirt and some jeans to wear for Picture day. I go over to my computer, and open up Facebook. I post a status saying “Can’t wait for picture day! Hope that it goes better than last year’s!” Last year’s picture day was horrible. When walking to school, all dressed up for my picture to be taken, a car drives through a puddle of water, that happened to be right next to me, and I got soaked. That picture day my hair was just a mess. And my clothes were stained from all of those chemicals that were in that puddle of water. | |
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| 9 | On my way to go down stairs, I look at my brother’s closed door, with the usual big brother signs on it that says stuff like “Keep out!” and “No Little Brothers Aloud!” I can faintly hear my brother snoring on the other side of the door. My brother looks like me, accept he is 20, Out of high school, and he has brown eyes instead of blue. His name is Damian. | |
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| 11 | I sit down at the table, with one of the omelet my mom gave me. I take my fork, cut a piece of and take a bite.”Jeez mom, you really know how to make these!”The omelets are really good, with the eggs close to being too cooked, and the omelet filled with cheese, bacon, and some ham, topped with some salt, pepper, and some garlic.”Of course I am I have cooked these for so many years for your father. | |
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