Stories

EYEing John's clothes, I see he's been trudging through WATER & SOIL but don't know [huai]. Is he trying to escape something <bad>?
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The SUN's <warm>, and Anne's bathing suit is [new. En]joying the beach, CONSEQUENTLY, is what she wants to do.
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"Charlie got scratched by Heidi's CLAWs. <consequently>, it's time for you 'n Mrs. S. to WORK on filing them AGAIN," Stephanie told our dad.
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*Charlie* asked Grandma if the man in the photo was his <grandfather>, but she didn't answer [YEAH] or no.
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Charlie thinks his EARs, which he got from my dad, are some of the most protruding in TOWN. "<Yeah>, but mine are, too," I say.
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"NOBODY deserves to be treated that way," says *Laura*, <stroke>ing Julia's HAND. Then she gives her a de*mo o*n how to handle the situation better.
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There's <NONE WHO> loves GRASS mowing on the riding mower more than John - just <NOT> under the BIG SUN.
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The living room has a CHIMNEY, but no <window>s. "Don[chu wan' g]ood light in here? It feels like a CAVE!" she says.
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I tell the other kids to hu[sh way] *down* and stay by *John*'s crib until his EYEs are DROOPy and he falls a<sleep>.
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Laura's HANDs never drop the ball, and she never <FALLs OVER>. Go[sh, wh]y didn't she try out for the team? Guess she doesn't like being RATEd.
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We expert[ly u]se warm water to free TEN-year-old John's tongue from the mailbox LID's TINY ICEicles. A first-<rate> solution.
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Anne drinks WINE and falls asleep. She <awaken>s to astoni[shing]ly bright STARs.
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