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Thursday, October 30, 2008, 1:08:12 PM- Home early | ||||
I am a boy so I could imagine a lot. But there's no way in hell I could imagine what I saw that Friday afternoon. I was home an hour and a half early because the football coach Mr. Johnson went to the hospital with what we all hoped was a heart attack. I can't remember being home at three clock on a weekday with the last three years. I grabbed a soda and headed upstairs. Right away I recognized my sisters voice. I could tell she was in trouble. But I still had no clue what was going on. So I kind of crept up the stairs toward our bedrooms. I guess I was going to fight someone. Becky had been sick all week. I kept my distance so I would not get it. Mom said she would be okay. But mom stayed home from work to take care of her. When I looked in Becky's room, I could see mom was taking care of her. | ||||
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