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[fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid black; height: 285px; width: 230px; opacity: .60; font-family: high tower text; color: #008080; text-align: justify; font-size: 15px; overflow: auto;] I want to be a star so I can be among many Amber pulled a fresh batch of cookies out of the oven. She sucked in the scent of melting chocolate chips and she couldn't wait to give them to her friends and family. Amber was clumsy every where except in the kitchen. Cooking was her only unique talent and she was quite proud of her work. Amber put the tray on the counter top and prepared a basket to take to her newest family member. Her grandmother, who she didn't know existed until two days ago but she decided maybe Avenue would appreciate it. |
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