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Summary: The First Time I Broke My Ankle
Aniya Lyons
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The First Time I Broke My Ankle

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So to start this story off i was in the third grade i was on the bus going home it was the last day of school so i sat two seats up from the white boy i liked his name was landon but he sat in the back with all the older boys and his brother sat back there so his brother friend was like everyone pick a girl to date for the summer and he was like i pick Ani…. an i looked but when he said that.

He came and sat with me and was like hey Aniya and I was like hello and he was like do you want this poster i was like sure i guess and it was a poster of john cena an i was like yea i’ll take it so we got off the bus at the same stop so i had this friend who lived in the same neighborhood she liked landon to so we went outside every day so we went outside that day she was so mad because landon didn’t like her by the way her name was Aria it was aria,me this girl name Shakayla,my sister,landon’s big brother caylobe, and landon.
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IN FRONT OF A CUTE BOY AND FALL!!! An broke my ankle and he came over to me and was like “are you okay “and i told my friend and sister to go get my momma and my mom came out and she came outside and started pressing on my l eg and she started to help me up my dad came outside and picked me up and took me to the car and took me to the hospital i’m my mom’s first child me and then my 2 little sisters and my other sister the one i’m the same age as it’s just me and my youngest sister the baby sister so i’m my momma first child

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