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Up I Go
By Helaina O.
Up I go. I bring a book
With me. On top of my playground
Roof. I look up in the sky. I see
Clouds shaped as animals. A dragon,
A bear, a horse. Oh no! Someone is
Coming. I quick and quietly get down
And hide. Good, she’s gone. I climb
Back up. I open my book and start
To read. It’s getting close to dinner
Time. Soon my mom will come. I’m
Right. She doesn’t see me though.
She calls my name and I say
“coming”. Tomorrow will be the
Same thing. I can’t wait.