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Breaking Scott’s Arm
I remember when I almost broke Scott’s
Arm. I went to his house and we were
Wrestling and Scott thought
He broke it but he could move it.
We were running around inside
And outside. I was nine and he was
Eight or nine. When he was better
We started laughing. One of my favorite
Parts were eating candy and playing
Wii. In his bedroom he has a huge TV and a
A playstation 3 and a Wii.