Sizzling Summers

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swim chick
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Sat May 20, 2006 1:56 am
swim chick says... · Sat May 20, 2006 1:56 am
This is the best story I've written in a long time! I'm sooo proud of it! I hope that you love it as much as I do. My teacher even suggests that I enter it into a state writing contest! Please tell what you think I should do to make it better! :D

There once was a pig named Harold. He was so hot that all of the sows thought he would turn into hickory smoked bacon! But unfortuantly he already had a lady sow. One day the farmer came and shot his girlfriend so he fell in love with the chicken. Unfortuantly he got got shot and the farmer tried to pass him off as sushi for the unsuspecting house guests. THey all died of food poisoning. How sad. THE END

This is no joke... I'm seriously expecting to win first place! Don't you all agree?! I LOVE WRITING!!! Even my mommy and pappy say that I should send it in for publishing. Please help me correct it so I can WIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Shine
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Sun May 21, 2006 10:24 am
Shine says... · Sun May 21, 2006 10:24 am
No wonder it is the best story.:)

Is the state writing contest is about writing a short story,as short as four lines?
"A good plot is like a dream.If you dont write down your dream on paper the moment you wake up,the chances are you'll forget it and it'll be gone forever"-Roald Dalh.
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Jiggity
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Tue May 23, 2006 7:19 am
Jiggity says... · Tue May 23, 2006 7:19 am
Cute.
Mah name is jiggleh. And I like to jiggle.

"Indecision and terror, thy name is novel." - Chiko
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