by John
"Empty House"
One morning you wake
up ready for an exiting day in the fifth grade. You go downstairs;
it was so quiet you could have heard a pin drop. You look around
the room - every thing is still. This is so weird because your mom
didn't wake you up and it's really quiet. You scarf down your breakfast
so you can get out of here quicker. Then you scamper up the stairs
to brush your teeth and get on school clothes. You hurry because
you're already 20 minutes late for school. You're looking around
the house to find your coat. You notice nobody is home.
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