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Post by Mistress Angie on Dec 21, 2008 20:49:37 GMT -6
A/N: This story is being dictated to me to type out by my 8-year old daughter until I set her up an account. Thank you.
It all began in Texas at home. Me and Jakob thought about going on a bike ride. So Jakob said "Hey! Do you want to go on a bike ride?"
"Yes" I said, "But where?"
"We are going to go to the old bus." Jakob said
"But where is the old bus?"
"Follow me." He said
"Ok." Breanna replied
"What are we waiting for? Let's go!" Jakob stated, "Come on Dad! Let's go on a bike ride."
"But where?" Richard asked in a firm voice
"Don't be silly dad! We are going to the old bus." Jakob stated
"Jakob, come on get on your bike." She replied
"Ok! Come on Daddy!" Jakob yelled
"Ok." Richard replied
"Daaaaaady!" yelled Hannah, "Can I come?"
"Yes." Richard said, "But first let me fix Hannah's bike. It's broken."
So at three o'clock they went on their bike ride to the old bus. Hannah got to ride without training wheels. On her way there she fell off and scraped her knee. She screamed and yelled but then Breanna and Jakob noticed and called for Richard.
"Hannah's hurt." Breanna explained to Richard
"What happened?" He questioned
"Well Hannah was riding her bike but she turned and then fell off her bike and scraped her knee." Breanna explained
Then Breanna took Hannah home so she could get a band-aid.
"Breanna, Dad's gonna take her home and then meet us at the old bus. We're gonna wait for him. If he doesn't return soon we have to meet him at home." Jakob replied
THE END
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Post by crimson on Jan 2, 2009 8:10:43 GMT -6
Awww how cute.
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