Dear diary,

Today Ellen and I were going to school and we raced around the corner .When  the giraffe and his partner told us to stop. The fat chubby soldier touched my backpack with his gun. I was frozen with fear he looked in my backpack . I said it is only books and papers ,the other soldier was too busy messing with

kirsti hair.

                    The solder told us to go home and study are books I wanted to run . But I tried to stay calm. Once we got home. I told mother, Kirsti a five year old little girl also a pain in the but always a little lie too the end .

Sincerely,

              Annemarie

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