Remembering I have to feed my shark, I drop my pen and rush to the small crawlspace area of my basement. I pull a strand of cement off the wall and the whole wall opens. PAUSE!! At this point, you must be thinking I am a person who lives his life of prosperity in secret. Well I?m not. I?m not Batman or Spiderman.
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Suddenly, when Mom was not looking, he reached out and grabbed a necklace on the stairs. Mom! Mr. Johnson stole your necklace! I saw it with my very own eyes. He did! He really did.
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Staring at me with those big bulging eyes It has no permanent look But it changes, depending on how I change
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Where am I? I cannot find my parents or my friends Surrounded by strangers I am lost
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I am the king of pencils How dare you treat me like this? You give me no respect And mount an eraser on my head
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I miss you Kashmir Because one day We gonna hold our hands and say We need to go back to Kashmir
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What should I write about, A very old folktale about a drought? Or a fairy-tale about dragons and witches Who have terrible luck and fall into ditches
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I start my journey to the top and won’t stop until I reach my goal. I promise myself to finish what I start,
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All the things to see in life like nature, family, and friends are controlled by zillions of eyes.
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To life green, We humans act so mean Cutting trees oh so tall, Unconcerned as they fall.
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I look in the mirror and what do I see, A dashing young boy looking straight at me. I jump up and down and roll on a mat, But no matter what he’s still a copycat.
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We all know that music has beats and rhythms but the question is what is music? Music is joy to people; it is their desire and their passion. It is even some people’s life.
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Nature is life It is the world It is our home It is the clouds in the sky It is the waves in an ocean
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In far away India, there was a special lab. The new owner’s name was Karina Kapoor. She had blue glimmering eyes, long black hair, a bright smile and her perfume had the aroma of fresh roses sprouting from wet, soft soil. She only had two friends,
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Parents should give kids time to play every day. Once in a while take your kids out for something fun. Help the kids to learn instruments and do projects.
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Blue is the water flowing down the stream Blue is a Blue Jay whistling like I've never heard before
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My favorite day is when I woke up and I was the king of the world. I was in a palace with a room and lots of trophies. I looked out from one of sixty-three windows and saw people bowing to me.
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Read what our young ones have to say and write. "I have a wonderful family. There are eight people in my family and they are my mom, my dad, my brother, my grandparents and me."
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