Monday, June 3, 2013

This week's story start...

Robbie sat down on his bedroom floor to play and felt a jack stab him in the butt. Yow! He realized looking around he couldn't even see his floor. How had his room gotten to be such a mess? He didn't remember doing this himself. It must have been the result of...
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2 comments:

  1. Margo DillJune 4, 2013 at 9:50 PM

    Cotton the dog and a modeling session with Abby.

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  2. Ann SchwarzJune 11, 2013 at 5:28 PM

    Why did he let his sister dress him up in her old dance costumes and wigs? Uggh. Now she was gone and he had to clean all this up by himself. He wasn't even sure what all this stuff was? And where had Cotton gotten to anyway? A sick feeling sank to the bottom of his stomach like a rock. He was in soooo much dog doo if Cotton was lost somewhere in this avalanche of stuff.

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