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If you read my journal "My sister has writer's block" then you can probably guess that this is her short story. It's a little messy, but you can't really blame her writing cause she was writing it on a bumpy ice cooler. Here is what it says:

I walked out of my house feeling quite excited. "Yes" I thought to myself as I started to walk to the store. "Grandfather said I could buy anything I wanted with the birthday money he gave me and I know just what I want to buy." I continued on to the store when I spotted Angel coming towards me. "Oh no." I thought starting to blush. "Angel's coming over here." I get very nervous around Angel for a reason I don't know. It's weird because I barely know her. "Hello Gabriel. " She said smiling. "How are you this morning?" I looked at her and began to blush. She looks so pretty; her long wavy dark chocolate hair draped her neck and cascaded down her back softly, her gentle dark chocolate eyes sparkled in the sunlight, and her cheeks were flushed a gentle rosy color due to the cool winds caressing them. Suddenly, I realized that I had been staring at her too long so I quickly hid my now very red face in my scarf. "G-good." I said shyly. "My m-moring's been good. "

Description
If you read my journal "My sister has writer's block" then you can probably guess that this is her short story. It's a little messy, but you can't really blame her writing cause she was writing it on a bumpy ice cooler. Here is what it says:

I walked out of my house feeling quite excited. "Yes" I thought to myself as I started to walk to the store. "Grandfather said I could buy anything I wanted with the birthday money he gave me and I know just what I want to buy." I continued on to the store when I spotted Angel coming towards me. "Oh no." I thought starting to blush. "Angel's coming over here." I get very nervous around Angel for a reason I don't know. It's weird because I barely know her. "Hello Gabriel. " She said smiling. "How are you this morning?" I looked at her and began to blush. She looks so pretty; her long wavy dark chocolate hair draped her neck and cascaded down her back softly, her gentle dark chocolate eyes sparkled in the sunlight, and her cheeks were flushed a gentle rosy color due to the cool winds caressing them. Suddenly, I realized that I had been staring at her too long so I quickly hid my now very red face in my scarf. "G-good." I said shyly. "My m-moring's been good. "