Sunday, July 4, 2010


She sat crying by the puddle, dirtied from head to toe. "I hate you Robbie!" she screamed for the fourth time that day. Slowly she stood up and marched into the house for a change of clothes. As she rounded the corner she noticed his bedroom door was open and his frog was awake. She knew just how she would pay her older brother back.

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