The wind is whistling music in my ears on this chilly fall day.
He whistled on his miniture thumbs Caitlin eckert
While beating the bread dough,the mixer screamed in terror as if it were on a rollercoaster.-Ryan Davey 7-8 period
I was so hungry my stomach got on its legs and begged for food-Conor Roberts 1-2
i was so hungry my stomach was eating itself, hunting for any grub I can find. I clenched my javelin with my frost bitten fingers.
i dont get what we are supposed to do...
The wind is whistling music in my ears on this chilly fall day.
ReplyDeleteHe whistled on his miniture thumbs Caitlin eckert
ReplyDeleteWhile beating the bread dough,the mixer screamed in terror as if it were on a rollercoaster.
ReplyDelete-Ryan Davey 7-8 period
I was so hungry my stomach got on its legs and begged for food
ReplyDelete-Conor Roberts 1-2
i was so hungry my stomach was eating itself, hunting for any grub I can find. I clenched my javelin with my frost bitten fingers.
ReplyDeletei dont get what we are supposed to do...
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