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Tuesday, March 27, 2018

go back to sleep.

My bed felt like a clode. I could  hare mum and dad talking. I could see a window  and it's blocked. I was mad when mum came and woke me up and i said ‘’no mum. it's not time to get up but when she told me it is school Today i had to get up.