
1Yellow Pencil

1Yellow Pencil
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I'm six years old, sitting in the kitchen window dangling my legs looking down at the pavement below. My mom is making pancakes. “Don't you fall down from there!” “I won’t MOOM!” Turning my head back to give her that glare and “Oiiia!”; The next thing I know I am free, falling, soon enough on the ground. BAM! My arm, chubby stomach, and head take the fall. It hurts. Embarrassing...
I'm six years old, sitting in the kitchen window dangling my legs looking down at the pavement below. My mom is making pancakes. “Don't you fall down from there!” “I won’t MOOM!” Turning my head back to give her that glare and “Oiiia!”; The next thing I know I am free, falling, soon enough on the ground. BAM! My arm, chubby stomach, and head take the fall. It hurts. Embarrassing...
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