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grandma’s crib

part 8

By Robbie BalePublished 3 years ago • 1 min read
grandma’s crib
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8.

Woke up in the morning feeling extra refreshed from yesterday. My mom woke up early. She had made us breakfast. Bacon, eggs, and cheese toast. One of the best breakfasts.

After we ate, I went back to my room to get dressed. Next event upcoming. This event was supposed to be even bigger than yesterday's event. When we got to the function. I noticed a significant increase in people who were attending.

Played with more cousins. Met more aunties and uncles. And ate plenty of food. Definitely better than yesterday's event. Today I didn’t really wanna go, but it’s time to leave.

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