THE LUCKY DAY
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What now. I could feel that this was going to be an unlucky day.
I got up, Got dressed, And walked downstairs. But all I heard was a knock. Knock!Knock!Knock! OMG. It wasn't a dream! I woke up Keri quickly by walking behind the secret door behind the house. There he was, the man, I mean boy, Knocking! Still! I ran the other door but Then I saw it. Keri being delivered to a truck on the other side of the street. I ran across the road And grabbed him. I was so quick that when the guys or owners of the truck closed the door, I had already dived in.
I held Keri in my arms. The truck took off, And it was only 5AM. Very Unlucky. I had almost passed out of tiredness When the driver snarled and opened the back truck door. I screamed. He was a Zombie! How Unlucky! I was about to jump off the hard floor when the truck driver grabbed us and threw us into a person's fake grass. I ran back home and had breakfast. Luckily, Ther was some cereal left and some milo! I and Keri walked outside to the trampoline. We bounced for an hour and then went back inside. Dad was already up. He said that he was going to work And that Elle(age13)could stay with her mother and I. How lucky I didn't have To go to dads work with him.
I held Keri in my arms. The truck took off, And it was only 5AM. Very Unlucky. I had almost passed out of tiredness When the driver snarled and opened the back truck door. I screamed. He was a Zombie! How Unlucky! I was about to jump off the hard floor when the truck driver grabbed us and threw us into a person's fake grass. I ran back home and had breakfast. Luckily, Ther was some cereal left and some milo! I and Keri walked outside to the trampoline. We bounced for an hour and then went back inside. Dad was already up. He said that he was going to work And that Elle(age13)could stay with her mother and I. How lucky I didn't have To go to dads work with him.
In the afternoon, There was another knock. I opened the door and did a crane kick. Bash! Ow. I had kicked dads
Car. I Think I left a mark. Luckily, dad didn't notice. He had gone through the back door. Keri and I ran upstairs and opened the secret door. After a half hour of playing with his fav action figures, we went outside and into the forest. 2 minutes later we were hanging on a tree, Keri tied to me back with rope, and flying down my very own flying fox I had made
Earlier in the Week.
I had fallen off the flying fox. Keri was nowhere to be seen. I was lost. I yelled Keri!!! A few times, when Keri barked. Oh. Keri was still tied to my back. Heh. I walked back home, Laughing all the way. The next day, I and Keri slept in. We went to the secret door, (which was a hut, if you must know) me and Keri mad a pillow bed each and slept there.
Keris action figures were actually quite cool. There was a dog, a cat, and a fake pack of French fries.
Later on, at bedtime, I and dad camped on the couch. It was fun because we made huts out of colored pillows. I and Keri slept in the same hut while dad slept on a mattress.
The next morning I was a party pooper. I had been crashing into walls, Tripping over my legs, And landing on my head when I was attempting to do a flip on the trampoline.
Later on, at bedtime, I and dad camped on the couch. It was fun because we made huts out of colored pillows. I and Keri slept in the same hut while dad slept on a mattress.
The next morning I was a party pooper. I had been crashing into walls, Tripping over my legs, And landing on my head when I was attempting to do a flip on the trampoline.
Knock, knock. Whatever. Go away. Oh. It was Sheryl, our noisy neighbor. No, seriously, she is NOISY. I waited a minute to wait for her to go away. It took a long time but it was worth listening to Sheryl's long stories. It was time to do my homework. I marched upstairs, Keri trailing behind me, and me jumping on my chair and opening the roof of my laptop. Click,click,click! Hmmmmm..what sentence? Okay, then, Keri. Sentence starters. Even though I have dog food, Keris favorite food is Popcorn. Okay, then. The teacher sent me another. And another. And another!
Will Keri and his owner get rid of school homework? Or will it be and an extra year of year 5?
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