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		<title>The Jalapeno</title>
		<description>It was a fresh summer morning, and the sun was barely rising. I had just gotten up and went into the kitchen when I saw my dad eating breakfast  and some green thing. I went up to him and asked what the green thing was.

"A jalapeno," my dad answered.

"What's ...</description>
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		<title>Character Sketch Sketch</title>
		<description>Lavender is sneaky and clever in this book, because she thinks of a lot of things to do to Miss.Trunchbull. She's also friendly to Matilda and is only four to five years old, but she's still a great student. She's one bright naughty little girl! Like that time she found ...</description>
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		<title>Grandma</title>
		<description>My grandma's sweet my grandma's adorable.
She's loving, she's caring, and she has a big heart.
She's always there for you whether your mad or sad.
She's one valuable grandma and I say she's mine.
She cheers me up every day.
She's the best cook in the world.
She's smart she's cool.
She's awesome in every way.
Those ...</description>
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		<title>Fourth Grade</title>
		<description>Fourth grade has been a awesome experience. Because I was introduced to blogs and because I got to learn things I've never known. Like multiplying two digit by two digit numbers (70x80=5,600). And another reason I enjoyed fourth grade is because I started reading 8th grade books. And the last ...</description>
		<link>http://wordpress.edgemereroadrunners.com/traveling/2008/06/03/fourth-grade/</link>
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		<title>The Runaway</title>
		<description>Shika! Shika! Shika! I heard the gate rattle while I was in my bed. I quickly raced to my brothers room and shook my brother awake and told him about the noise I heard. Then my brother and I ran outside and went to the gate to the backyard. 

"Choby!" ...</description>
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		<title>Protect the Environment!</title>
		<description>If you want polar bears and penguins species to roam. Then I'd suggest you treat the environment the way it should be treated and GO GREEN! Ways you can meet the environments needs is by: NOT buying plastic water bottles, don't use the styrofoam boxes they give you at restaurants, ...</description>
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		<title>The End of the Weather Machine</title>
		<description>It was a breezy afternoon. School had just finished. I raced to get the weather machine. Then I saw my brother right where I hid the weather machine. I took no time in running over there. We both grabbed it at the same time. 

"Let go!" I told him. 

"Never," ...</description>
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		<title>The Weather Machine Continues!</title>
		<description>It was a dreadful day. I had a runny nose, my head ached, and I was late for school. But I had a weather machine waiting for me under my bed.

When I got home from school I raced to my room. But little did I know my brother knew about ...</description>
		<link>http://wordpress.edgemereroadrunners.com/traveling/2008/03/20/the-weather-machine-continues/</link>
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		<title>Grandpa</title>
		<description>August fifteenth, two thousand one, that was the worse day of my life. Ri!Er!Ri!Er! I heard the ambulance go by with my grandpa's car behind it. My grandpa always picks me up on Tuesdays and Thursdays from my moms house. Then my dad popped out of the car. "Where is ...</description>
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		<title>The Box</title>
		<description>Listen to the story

Ding! Dong! Ding! Dong! I heard the doorbell ring. I ran to the door. "This has to be Christian." I murmured to myself. (Christian is my best friend.) Ding! Don... "I'm coming!" I yelled.

I opened the door. "Hey Chris...Christian?" I only saw a box in front of ...</description>
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