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JONATHAN L

Ta-Ka-Me-Ray At a small, cozy house near the woods there lived a boy and his family. The boy’s name was Jefferson Smith III, but he preferred to be called Jeff. Jeff had brown ruffled hair, freckles and a big smile; he was 9 years old and he had a hunger for adventure. Jeff lived with Read more…

JONATHAN L

MOURNING DOVES ARE AWESOME This has been the worst day of my life, because my mate has been killed by a hunter. There were many trees around us that rustled in the wind. The trees bent down because of the wind, but it looked like they were also mourning. The grass waved its long blades Read more…