This is a story I wrote in my classroom on Nov. 14, 2006...
I was just an old, black, and small seed. Life was not that exciting, untill, one day a little girl named Sarraphienia, planted me. She came to check on me evrey day. But, one day I grew into an apple tree. The little girl picked me. I was very scared, I thought she was going to eat me. But she only held me in her solfed hands. Then she put me in her small basket on her bike and took me to her home. Her home was a hotell. It was butefull there. She took me up in the elevatore to her room. And there was a small pink bed laying right there just for me. She put me in the little bed and tucked me in. Then Sarraphienia turned the lights off. Very soon Sarraphienia became my very best friend. THE END
Saturday, December 09, 2006
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