Moving to Florida
I woke up one beautiful morning, but then it came to me that I was still mad. We were moving in a day and I still had a lot of packing to do after school. I was in Third Grade and I loved my class. My teacher, Mr.Q, was the best teacher I ever had. I knew I was going to miss him so much. When I got in the classroom that day, I started to talk with my best friends. Adin, Nina, Tess, Michelle, and Lilly. Mr. Q told us to sit and that since it was our last day of school. I was so…
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