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woe is me. playing with sticks & balls. Remembering plaing with pink bikes & frosted cookies with snakes chasing my pretty pink bike whose wheels are white. cowboys & indians my indian name is pretty-sparkle-long-blond-hair, but my hair is short and brown. I wish we were playing barbies or horses but my mom said we had to go outside, she is tired of looking at us. earlier I spilled chocolate pudding in my favorote spot, under the piano. We can't play barbies outside. In the yard under tge sap-tree my mom hates because it gets sap in my hair thats why its short my friends on my block play cowboys and indians and my name is pretty-sparkle-long-blond-hair. my friend her name is quick-footed-one. she really has long blong hair but she doesnt care. I wish I were pretty like her so my name is pretty-sparkle-long-blond-hair. my other friend she is younger and we didnt let her choose her own name so her name is less-pretty-but-still-really-nice-one. I wanted to name her ugly-little-one, but quick-footed-one who is pretty and good said no, we have to be nicer so we named her less-pretty-but-still-really-nice-one.sometimes I wish I were as nice as quick-footed-one, but I always wish I were as pretty as her. And she doesnt even care. So we're in the front yard playing under the sap-tree and I wish I better and we are racing from the front door to the sidewalk across the street and quick-footed-one is winning and she is in the street while I am still in my yard & we didnt let ugly-little-one to race so she is across the street to judge who wins but nobody wins because a car that quick-footed-one's dad is driving comes around the corner really fast & quick-footed-one is already in the street & I am still in my ward & ugly-little-one didnt race & the car is speeding & quick-footed-one is already in the street & the car her dad is driving slams into her and.