Eviction (Writing 101: Day Eighteen)

It’s a normal Saturday morning. I’m 12 years old and in 7th grade at the middle school nearby. I live in a pretty small neighborhood where everyone knows each other quite well compared to big cities.  I’m sitting on the porch stool in front of my little house. My little puppy that I was given …


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