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Aaron's Writing

March, 2008
Camille by Aaron

     Let me tell you about my friend Camille. She has an older sister and a very tiny bed in her room. Her house is white and has a garden with roses in the back yard. Also she likes to play with her best friend and some times with her teacher. She is also my friend even if we don’t play with each other.
     Camille also likes to play with her tomagotchis on the weekends at her house. When Camille is not working she goes to her cousin's house. She usually watches TV at her cousin's house. She watches the X Files.


 

January, 2008
The Queen of Spring


        One day there was a girl named Sierra. She was the best. She had a wand that could grow all kinds of plants. Her plants were so big she had to knock some down.

     As she was walking threw her garden a black wizard named Alex was so bad his teeth were black. So Alex  was thinking to get the queen's wand. Then the great hero named Patrick had to fight Alex, but he failed. Then Aaron came in and started  to spin Alex. He got so dizzy that he could not walk and sunk in the ground and was never seen again.  


         The Boy in the Rainforest
By Aaron
April 25, 2008

Chapter One: Something is Moving

   One day their was a boy named Kyle. He had this clubhouse where he could be anything he wanted to be. He could even imagine he was Clyming Mountain.
    As he was in his clubhouse. He wanted to imagine some a little different. So closed his eyes then he counted to 3 and sundly he was in the deep hart of the Amazon Rainforests.
    He was so amazed by all of the cooler he cadent speak. Then he got up and stared look around. But there was some thing was some thing wrong. So he imagined he had all the things he needed for his tripe. Will he was walking in between the red and black lives. He notes that up a head there was some thing moving.           

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