Moriah_Walker
I really excited to become a writer!! I'm 13 years old and I made my own story!! Hopefully, you guys enjoy it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Moriah_Walker2yrReplied to GRACE_WALKERGRACE_WALKER :My oh My Oh My Oh my!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This story is just like my Aunt's pot pie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GRACE_WALKER :My oh My Oh My Oh my!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This story is just like my Aunt's pot pie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GRACE_WALKER :My oh My Oh My Oh my!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This story is just like my Aunt's pot pie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GRACE_WALKER :My oh My Oh My Oh my!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This story is just like my Aunt's pot pie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GRACE_WALKER :My oh My Oh My Oh my!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This story is just like my Aunt's pot pie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GRACE_WALKER :My oh My Oh My Oh my!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This story is just like my Aunt's pot pie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GRACE_WALKER :My oh My Oh My Oh my!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This story is just like my Aunt's pot pie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GRACE_WALKER :My oh My Oh My Oh my!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This story is just like my Aunt's pot pie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GRACE_WALKER :My oh My Oh My Oh my!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This story is just like my Aunt's pot pie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GRACE_WALKER :My oh My Oh My Oh my!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This story is just like my Aunt's pot pie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GRACE_WALKER :My oh My Oh My Oh my!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This story is just like my Aunt's pot pie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GRACE_WALKER :My oh My Oh My Oh my!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This story is just like my Aunt's pot pie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GRACE_WALKER :My oh My Oh My Oh my!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This story is just like my Aunt's pot pie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! GRACE_WALKER :My oh My Oh My Oh my!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! This story is just like my Aunt's pot pie!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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A handsome, brown-haired, young policeman shook Amanda's hand and congratulated her for being brave. Bronx thought to herself, "Something about the policeman feels special, well how would I know I'm just a poodle." - Moriah_Walker2yrReplied to GRACE_WALKER
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Bronx was upset when she saw that the stand read, "GET YOUR HOT DOGS!" She was furious! A silly man with blue eyes and green hair popped up to the window. He noticed that there was a scared dog. "Want a hot dog?!" The man giggled in a goofy voice. Bronx barked angrily. The hot dog man looked at the sign that read "Hog dogs!" - Moriah_Walker2yrReplied to Mark_Walker_2726
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Bronx began to dream about winning her twentieth-first place trophy. She was back in England at Buckingham Palace and prancing down a red carpet. She jumped through fire hoops, ran through the tubes, and did a backflip in front of Queen Elizabeth. Queen Elizabeth clapped and gave Bronx a humongous trophy that was solid gold. Bronx next went to the poodle room and sat waiting for Tripoline Bouvier to come get her. The other dogs were giggling and whispering. Bronx felt left out. She was too shy to talk with the other dogs. Besides, Tripoline Bouvier never liked her barking. Tripoline picked up Bronx from the waiting room. Tripoline was excited. She was excited to see the trophy but not Bronx. Tripoline Bouvier also fell asleep in her dark purple bedroom. Her bed had four, gold Corinthian- columns. The columns nearly touched the ceiling. Her sheets were dark purple with gold trim that touched the floor. She had a golden headboard with a nine-inch pearl in the middle. She was lying perfectly still and relaxed. She was dreaming of the ruby-mixed diamond she would steal as soon as she put her team together. She dreamed about distracting the guards and Bronx coming in and grabbing the ruby-mixed diamond. They would then leave in a taxi car. She put her hands around it and started kissing it. In reality, she was kissing her foot. She was a very flexible woman.