When I was first brought into the world aka born, I wanted to do everything. Also apparently when I was 0.75 yrs old I was walking and when I was 2 my brother and sister entered my life.
I don’t think I would have liked that so I decided to be cheeky ( you get the idea and you aren’t going to hear another 200 words so lets move on) After my reign of terror I said my words. Not very good at talking but I was getting there
Now that I can walk and talk at age 4 but we are not going to talk about diapers in ages 2, and 1.
Now that I’m age 7 I speak clearly and I can change my ow clothes and sleep in a bed instead of a crib.
9 years old brought me to this class called Writing to Get Published.
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