Writing Class

Gee my day was so complicated. I don't wanna forget it so I'm saying it here. I bring my summer camp bag into my dad's car, then he drops me off at my grandparents because my dad and mom are going to look at tile for the bathroom in my house. After writing class my mom picks me up, but she forgets to transfer my lunch into her car. So, I get The Habit for lunch and go to my summer camp, but I have no bag. Eh, who cares. I come home and I still have a full lunch. lol.

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