MR_Lauren

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//Hello, my name is Lauren! I am eleven years old and I <3 swimming, volleyball, softball, gymnastics, and bowling. I am very ccompetitive and very unique, smart, and athletic. I play a viola, paino, guitar, recorder, and I take this wherever I go, vocals! I have 1 sister and 1 brother and 45 pets! Mr. Kidnapper//=====

"Come on Dyanie she’s not coming!” Josh said irritably.
“She’ll be here,” I said, but I doubted it myself. It was a sunny afternoon in June and it was hot as can be. She, being Monique, I wasn’t surprised she was late. “I’m here!!” she yelled so we could hear from our tree house. “Finally, what ever took you so long?” Derek said. “I had to get a manicure, and I found these shoes and I-“ “Just get up here.” Caitlyn said. After two hours of conversing everyone headed home accept for Monique and me. It was our turn to lock up. I heard a scream. Had it been Monique? I turned around, no one was there. I tried not to think about it, but I kept thinking about Monique. What if she were captured and taken hostage, Nah. Some how I kept getting to that result. The next day we gathered at the tree house, but no Monique. We finally decided she was missing and we went to go and find her. We had to think ‘where would a secret room be?’ We looked by the creek, lucky guess, we found a deep dark tunnel. “Look at this place!” I said in amazement. “You like it, oh, you must be that little girls friends.” said a man. “Who are you?” Caitlyn asked. “Mr. Ol’Dawgwa or at my old jail cell Mr. Kidnapper.” Mr. Ol’ Dawgwa said coolly. “ We just lost our…. Potato, could you check if you can find it?” Caitlyn asked “ Sure!” he said happily. “ Get her!” I yelled. “ Thanks for getting me,” she said to us but looking at Derek very cooingly. “Isn’t that what friends are for?”

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