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<description>Hey!  My name is Taylor!  I love coffee (no I&#039;m not kidding!) and chocolate (who doesn&#039;t?)!  I am also a huge Johny Depp fan!  Go Pirates!   </description>
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<description>Hello everyone!
The teen choir concert was last night.&amp;nbsp; It went really well!&amp;nbsp; We had pizza before the concert.&amp;nbsp; Yum!
I can't wait till this weekend!&amp;nbsp; That's because this weekend is Teen Choir Tour!&amp;nbsp; It's going to be so much fun!

Oh yeah!&amp;nbsp; Big news!&amp;nbsp; I get to start pointe this summer!&amp;nbsp; That is if I want to.&amp;nbsp; I might decide not to start it this summer and wait until next year to do it because I am already going to take extra classes this summer.&amp;nbsp; 
I have a quiz question for everyone!&amp;nbsp; What is your favorite team?&amp;nbsp; Cardinals or Cubs?

C ya later!
Taylor</description>
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<description>Hey everyone!
I have to go soon for church.&amp;nbsp; I'm all decked out in teen choir attire.&amp;nbsp; We have these special dresses for the choir and the boys have to wear tuxes.&amp;nbsp; Today we have to sing at both services (the 8:30&amp;nbsp;a.m one and the 11:00 a.m&amp;nbsp;one).&amp;nbsp; Then tonight&amp;nbsp;we have our concert!
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Next weekend for teen choir we go on a weekend tour.&amp;nbsp; It'll be fun but exhausting!&amp;nbsp; We will leave the church on the bus about 7 a.m and then drive&amp;nbsp;to Six Flags and be there from 10&amp;nbsp;a.m to 5 p.m!&amp;nbsp; That night we will rehearse at a church and stay with some of it's members.&amp;nbsp; The next morning we will sing at the church then eat lunch there.&amp;nbsp; THEN we leave and go to another church to sing at their night service.&amp;nbsp; From there, we will drive home!&amp;nbsp; I'm&amp;nbsp;tired just thinking about it!&amp;nbsp; I can't wait though!
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C ya later!
Taylor&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;</description>
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<title>I'm Back!!!!!!</title>
<description>Hey everyone!
I'm back!&amp;nbsp; I am going to try blogging again!&amp;nbsp; Can't wait!
On Tuesday and Wednesday I have Standardized Testing!&amp;nbsp; I'm a little nervous.&amp;nbsp; I want to do a good job.&amp;nbsp; But you know what?&amp;nbsp; I've studied as much as I can and no matter what, God has a reason.&amp;nbsp; I also came up with my personal philosophy.

My PhilosophyThe earth will still turn, the sun will still shine, I will still take in air, and the world will go on
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This helps a bit.&amp;nbsp; Hope it helps some of you guys too!
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Happy Easter!
Taylor&amp;nbsp;</description>
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<title>Good Bye</title>
<description>Hi guys!&amp;nbsp; I guess I'v been REALLY busy lately.&amp;nbsp; I really love blogging but I just don't have the time with all of my activities and I'm just not able to write on it like I used to.&amp;nbsp; So...I decided to quit.&amp;nbsp; Maybe some day when I find the time again but I just can't right now.
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Good bye (for now)!
funkymonkey</description>
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<description>Hey guys!
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It’s been forever since I’ve last written!&amp;nbsp; I started a lot of things this week.
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First of all I started at a new dance academy.&amp;nbsp; I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!&amp;nbsp; The teacher is really nice and they really tell you how to do something without tearing you down.&amp;nbsp; I’m a bit sore right now since I got home maybe a half an hour ago.
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I also started theater today.&amp;nbsp; We are doing The Best Christmas Pageant Ever.&amp;nbsp; I can’t wait till we get cast.&amp;nbsp; I am hoping to be one of the bullies or maybe the narrator or maybe the girl who is mean but pretends to be sweet.&amp;nbsp; I just want a really funny part!&amp;nbsp; Maybe one that doesn’t have to be shy or sweet all the time.&amp;nbsp; Now don’t get me wrong.&amp;nbsp; I love the parts I’ve had in the past but every once in awhile a change is good.
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I have a contest.&amp;nbsp; Just answer the question below.
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If you could keep any one thing in the world what would it be?
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Hope you have had a good summer!
funkymonkey&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 
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<title>Twinkle Toes!</title>
<description>Hi guys!
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Everything is working properly now so you can post comments.!
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I would like to thank willow for making my blog background!&amp;nbsp; If you ever need a background she’s the one to go to!&amp;nbsp; THANKS WILLOW!
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Well, I am changing ballet Academies this year.&amp;nbsp; My friend is changing with me and we both had to go a dance a bit for the owner of the company so she could see what class to put us in.&amp;nbsp; She’s really nice!&amp;nbsp; My friend and I are going to take a ballet class for a month or so before she will put us back on pointe.&amp;nbsp; There were a few things she said she would like to fix like not dropping our ribcages.&amp;nbsp; Over all it went well. 
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There is a cat named Mrs. Gray that lives in the academy.&amp;nbsp; She greets everyone that enters the studio and she also walks up and down the bar during class as if she was the teacher.&amp;nbsp; Hahaha!&amp;nbsp; She is sooooooooooo cute and funny!&amp;nbsp; 
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I better go!
funkymonkey &amp;nbsp;
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<pubDate>Sun, 20 Aug 2006 20:55:00 -0500</pubDate>
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<title>A Pirate's Life For Me!</title>
<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Hi everyone!&amp;nbsp; This is a notice.&amp;nbsp; I am havig some trouble with my blog where no one can post or read comments so it will be better shortly.&amp;nbsp; 
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Thanks!
funkymonkey</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 17 Aug 2006 14:58:00 -0500</pubDate>
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<title>I'm Alive!</title>
<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Yes I'm alive!&amp;nbsp; I have alot to tell you!
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have was looking for a song to sing at auditions for The Sound Of Music but couldn't find the song I wanted.&amp;nbsp; I finally had to pick another song but it is just as good as the first one.&amp;nbsp; It's from the Phantom of the Opera and called &quot;Wishing You Were Somehow Here Again.&quot;&amp;nbsp; I LOVE that song!
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I had alot of fun at my grandma and grandpa's house!&amp;nbsp; I played in the creek and rode my bike up a HUGE hill they have and then I would ride back down going REALLY fast!&amp;nbsp; It was so much fun!&amp;nbsp; I also went to the zoo and to the movies.&amp;nbsp; I am so glad to be home now though.&amp;nbsp; A week away is enough for me.&amp;nbsp; At least for now.
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have a contest for anyone who wants to enter.&amp;nbsp; All you have to do is see how many words you can make out of &quot;Pirates Rule&quot;!&amp;nbsp; Good luck!
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C ya later!
funkymonkey</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 27 Jul 2006 20:32:00 -0500</pubDate>
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<title>Chapter 2</title>
<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I am packing to go stay with my grandparents for a week.&amp;nbsp; We leave tomorrow so I won't be posting another entry till next week.&amp;nbsp; 
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Here is chapter 2 of my book.&amp;nbsp; Enjoy!
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Chapter 2 
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Mr. Phelps!
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “Hello Christina Ballerina.”&amp;nbsp; Mr. Phelps greeted me.&amp;nbsp; His voice was absolutely sickening.&amp;nbsp; It was deep and slow as if a turtle was talking.
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “My name is Chris,” I clenched my teeth in anger and annoyance, “and I’m not a ballerina.”
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “Christina Michelle Hotkins!”&amp;nbsp; my mother shrieked.
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “Uh oh.”&amp;nbsp; I thought.&amp;nbsp; I knew what the middle name meant.
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “Apologize to Mr. Phelps at once!”&amp;nbsp; ordered my father.
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “Sorry.”&amp;nbsp; I mumbled.&amp;nbsp; I didn’t mean it one bit though.
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “Open your mouth like a crocodile.”&amp;nbsp; Mr. Phelps told me.
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I rolled my eyes but did as I was told.
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; After sitting in the chair for about 10 minutes I got bored (and annoyed with Mr. Phelps for sticking his hand in my mouth).&amp;nbsp; So, to make something interesting happen I bit down on Mr. Phelps’s finger.&amp;nbsp; Boy did I get what I bargained for!&amp;nbsp; When I did, Mr. Phelps Yelled and jumped back in surprise (and in pain too because I bit kinda’ hard).&amp;nbsp; He jumped back so far and with such force that he knocked over a wrack of magazines he had for the parents to read while in the room.&amp;nbsp; All the magazines avalanched on top of him so that when they had finished all you could see of him was his head.&amp;nbsp; As the magazines fell his arm knocked against a table that held a fish bowl.&amp;nbsp; The goldfish bowl fell and landed upside down on Mr. Phelps’s head!&amp;nbsp; He looked extremely, positively, exceedingly, unbearably, hilarious!&amp;nbsp; Being nothing but a pile of magazines with a fish bowl stuck on his head and all.&amp;nbsp; I started to snicker.&amp;nbsp; Then the snickers turned into giggles.&amp;nbsp; Then it came to absolute laughter!
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Everyone in the dentist office came running to help Mr. Tooth Head to his feet.&amp;nbsp; My parents must have apologized hundreds of times before we left.
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My mom grabbed me tightly by the arm.&amp;nbsp; Her long fingernails dug into my skin.&amp;nbsp; I pressed my lips together as I felt the excruciating pain shoot through my arm and squirmed to get more comfortable.&amp;nbsp; My mother dragged me to the door.&amp;nbsp; I looked back and saw Mr. Phelps glaring a poisonous glare at me.&amp;nbsp; I stuck my tongue out at him and tossed my head.&amp;nbsp; I had won the fight. &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
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&amp;nbsp;C ya!
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funkymonkey

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<pubDate>Sat, 15 Jul 2006 14:20:00 -0500</pubDate>
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<title>Chapter 1</title>
<description>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Here is chapter one of my story.&amp;nbsp; Hope you like it!
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Chapter 1
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The Dentist Office
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I rolled my eyes as I felt the stabbing pain of my toothache.&amp;nbsp; Yes I definitely had a cavity.&amp;nbsp; To make matters worse my parents said my tooth would rot out if I didn’t get it fixed.&amp;nbsp; To me, that sounded as fake as the story about the Easter Bunny.&amp;nbsp; I has been eating loads of candy and hadn’t brushed my teeth in a week.&amp;nbsp; Now I had to see Mr. Tooth Head.&amp;nbsp; That’s what I call Mr. Phelps.&amp;nbsp; He’s my dentist.&amp;nbsp; His name is as dull as he is.&amp;nbsp; In fact, he’s so dull he looks dull.&amp;nbsp; What little hair he has is gray.&amp;nbsp; Mr. Phelps has a dorky mustache and huge bags under his eyes as if he hasn’t slept in years!
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Mr. Phelps is always telling to me to brush after every meal and before I go to bed.&amp;nbsp; To top that off, he wants me to brush for two minutes each time!&amp;nbsp; What a time waster!&amp;nbsp; Mr. Phelps gave me a pink timer so I can be sure that I brushed for two minutes.&amp;nbsp; I hate it because it’s pink.&amp;nbsp; I absolutely despise that color.
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “Oh darling you love Mr. Phelps.”&amp;nbsp; said my mom.&amp;nbsp; She could tell that I wasn’t happy about seeing him.&amp;nbsp; She always tried to tell me what I loved and what I didn’t.
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “Besides, they have lots of things to keep you entertained in the waiting room.”&amp;nbsp; Added my dad.&amp;nbsp; My dad didn’t try to tell me what I liked and didn’t like but he was a “look on the bright side” sorta’ person.&amp;nbsp; That’s great and all except for when your “look on the bright side” attitude makes you think something is and it really isn’t.
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“I object!”&amp;nbsp; I exclaimed.&amp;nbsp; “Truth is, I don’t like Mr. Phelps one bit.&amp;nbsp; He’s too cheesy.&amp;nbsp; They have one Highlighter Magazine in the waiting room.&amp;nbsp; That’s the only entertainment.&amp;nbsp; I’ve read that magazine so many times I could repeat it in my sleep.&amp;nbsp; I HATE THE DENTIST!”
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “Christina Michelle Hotkins!&amp;nbsp; That is extremely disrespectful!”&amp;nbsp; scolded my dad.
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “Don’t stop and you’re grounded!”&amp;nbsp; enforced my mom.
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I looked out the car window frustrated.&amp;nbsp; What was I going to do with my parents?&amp;nbsp; Then I saw it.&amp;nbsp; The dreaded dentist office!&amp;nbsp; It stood towering above me like a prison waiting for me to get locked up inside and never let out.
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My dad parked the car.&amp;nbsp; My parents got out.
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “Come on sweetie.”&amp;nbsp; my mom called.
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I sat still as a statue in fear.&amp;nbsp; How as I to get out of this mess?
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “Get out of that car this instant!” my dad shouted.&amp;nbsp; My dad had caught on to the “there is no way I’m going in there “ look I had on my face.
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I still sat frozen.
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; “Don’t make me come over there young lady!”&amp;nbsp; threatened my dad.
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I still sat.
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&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; His face flushed four shades of red in anger.&amp;nbsp; He stalked over to the car with long, quick strides, yanked open the car door, and carried me kicking and screaming to the front door of the dentist office.&amp;nbsp; He opened the door to the dentist office and walked in.&amp;nbsp; The door was closing behind us.&amp;nbsp; I had to think fast!&amp;nbsp; Suddenly, I had an idea.&amp;nbsp; As the door closed I desperately grabbed the doorknob as tight as a lady bug clings to car going 90 miles per hour.&amp;nbsp; My parents yanked and pulled at my ankles but I held fast.&amp;nbsp; Finally, the door knob was yanked right out of the door.&amp;nbsp; I was still clutching it as I hit the floor.&amp;nbsp; My dad picked me up so fast I didn’t even have time to blink in surprise.&amp;nbsp; Then before I knew what was happening my dad had slapped me down in that hideous hot pink chair which I had seen so many times I thought I would throw up.&amp;nbsp; Then I saw a sight worse than the dentist office its self.&amp;nbsp; A sight I never wanted to see again.&amp;nbsp; Mr. Phelps!&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; 
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That's all for now!
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funkymonkey&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
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