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Our class on Deck 8 of our floating school/hospitol/ship/home with the city of Freetown in the back.

Friday, September 2, 2011

The house on maple street

One mysterious night. Maple Street started to shake. It started to smell like a BBQ.
Mr. Burdicks house had shot of like a rocket. Every one had come out to see.
They looked all over for him his family thought he was dead. And that is the story of Harris Burdick
 
By: Theo

                        The end

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