Why did they leave me out here all alone again? I am so dirty and broken. I feel so battered and unwanted. I want to be shiny and new like when they first brought me home from the shop. I wish my owner would wear me again. Yay finally, she chose me. When she tried me on for the first time I could feel her pulling my tongue as she slides her foot in me. The pain felt like a pair of scissors cutting my skin. But the pain is better than being alone.
Today we wrote a story of a shoo. We wrote it so it can sound like as if the shoo was a person and that it can use it's fife senses. EX (Sea, Hear, Smell and Taste). I found it challenging because we wernd aloud to talk to echeother and our bacse had to vase our partners bac.
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