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“Do you love candy?” I asked my friend

Roxie. I always make friends with other

people.

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The Scarecrow found a tree full of nuts and

filled Dorothy’s basket with them, so that

she would not be hungry for a long time.

She thought this was very kind and

thoughtful of the Scarecrow.

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To his astonishment, Charlie found himself

standing next to his bicycle, back where he had

entered the swamp. That was bizarre and

upsetting—but not as bad as the realization that

he was still holding the skull. He thought he

had dropped it before he raced out the door.

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“I hate squirrels!” That’s what I was yelling

to my brother and his friend as we walked

through the woods. “Get over it,” he said,

“you’ll be thanking us later.”

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Cindy’s mother, came out of her bedroom

carrying a small mirror. She peered at her

reflection as she walked, carefully examining the

lipstick she had just put on. “Straighten things up

before you leave for school. I’m late for work.”

“I’m not going to school today,” Cindy declared

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We lived on the main street in town—

Atticus, Jem and I. Jem and I found our

father to be kind: he played with us, read to

us, and treated us courteously.

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They spoke no more until camp was made. Henry was bending over and adding ice to the bubbling pot of beans.

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At the pizza place, Tony the baker was getting

the pizzas ready for baking. He flattened out a

ball of dough into a large pancake and tossed it

in the air. He spread tomato sauce on it,

sprinkled it with cheese, and shoved it in the

oven.

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Jesse had felt sad all day. Jesse thought and

thought about his situation and he thought to

himself, I need to get myself together. Maria

came in the door and asked what was wrong.

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We are not as close as we once were, at least

not since the argument. We were sitting in

science class when I decided to look at her

notebook. I noticed that she wasn’t taking

notes.

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