(This is a blurb from another narrative I wrote. I hope you like it.)

Five minutes later, as we arrived at the park, thoughts ran through my head. I will prove my mom wrong and she will witness history. Next year when I play on this playground everyone, even the teachers will watch me with astonishment. I will show them all that I am special. I will be so cool.

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I will be blogging soon. Bye.

-Hannah