by
Katherine
y worst birthday was the eighth birthday.My brother Michael destroyed my cake. My mom replaced it. Then my brother Michael destroyed it again. Then my mom didn¹t get another one. The way my brother Michael destroyed both cakes he sat on the cakes. I think my brother Michael destroyed both cakes because my mom couldn¹t make my brother Michael a birthday party because my mom was working on Monday the 8th. I¹m going to get him back.
The End
Story by: Katherine, age 8
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