Friday Fictioneers

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I was in a hurry, like every day this summer. It just seems vacation is another word for busy! I was running to the car and my dad is already sitting in the front seat, engine running and yelled “Morgan! Why are you always the last one to get in the car? Hurry up, we’re going to be late!” I yanked open the backseat door and threw my backpack down over my feet, where it was joined by my two brothers’ packs. It was only when we arrived at the school fair I realized I only had one shoe on!

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