The Famous Amos cookies that I brought to school for Science, and English were brought in a box. I brought them to Mrs. Brown's classroom after C period, and left it there until it was F period, the class for English. I walked upstairs from Mr. Borras's class slowly, full aware that I had put the cookies there, but I forgot about sharing the vignette booklet. (Good thing I had my vignette in my folder anyways.) We all enjoyed our food and drinks, while reading everyone's vignette books. Soon class ended with a *RINGGGG* from the bell, I asked Mrs. Brown if I could bring the remainder of the cookies back home, and she nodded.
I took them to P.E with my friends, and got changed as usual. We were playing basketball, and again class ended, but this time it wasn't so soon. We all grabbed our bags, and went to where we needed to go—some buses and some cars. When I got onto my tiny-weeny bus, I put one of my bags on it, and the flaps accidentally were pushed in. It was then that I realized, some of the pouches were missing, though I didn't really care they could've asked me for one. I would have probably said yes. So I didn't really mind, and just came home to my mom and brother. At least they helped me a little, if I look at the bright side.
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