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Grandma Was Right – Chapter 8

The next day, Barbie found out from Gerald Edwards that Kelly was staying at Jenny’s for three days while her parents were out of town. “Goodbye mom,” Barbie called, as she walked in the door after talking to Gerald.

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Grandma Was Right – Chapter 7

Three days later, Barbie received a call from Kelly. “Hello,” Barbie answered. The voice on the other end of the line said, “Guess who knows what it says in your diary and just might tell everyone?”

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Grandma Was Right – Chapter 2

Barbie dreaded school that morning. She wondered how many people Kelly had told about the incident in the park. Ann had gotten a phone call from Kelly’s mother. Kelly’s mother said that Kelly had a big bruise on her stomach.

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Grandma Was Right – Chapter 1

“Why can’t you do what everybody else wants to do?” Barbie yelled at her best friend, Kelly. “Me?” Kelly screamed. “Everyone just does what you want because they’re scared of you!” “Oh yeah? Well I’m never talking to you again!” … Continue reading

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Grandma Was Right – Introduction

What are little girls made of? Sugar and spice, And everything nice, That’s what little girls are made of.

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The Islanders – Part 19

“That was a one-time thing,” Cari said. “It wasn’t going to last.” “Well, that’s just great,” Brent said angrily. “You lead me on and then drop me.” “I’m sorry,” Cari told him. “I want to go back to Steve if … Continue reading

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The Islanders – Part 17

“Hold still,” Kevin said. “Don’t move.” Darrel moved toward James. “Hold still, Champ. Don’t move.” As Darrel got closer, James jumped up. The scorpion flicked its poisonous tail and stung the child’s leg. James yelled and fell on the ground, … Continue reading

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