Christina Barrett
Wednesday, October 17, 2012
My Dad
For some reason, I was in my room, and I looked and there my dad was. I expected him to be there. This was probably 3 weeks ago on a weekend. I think he was telling me he was going to the mall and asking if I wanted to go, but I didn't feel like it.
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