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Personal Essay #1 My Blanket The heat was beaming with steam on this hott summer day, my father working under the hood of our car, mother making supper, I think it was macaroni and cheese with hot dogs. My brother and I where playing hide and go seek with the neighbors kids. As I began counting the last three numbers one to ten, I hear my mother tell Michael " put that back, that's your sisters"! I stop counting and run quickly into the house, I'm going straight for my blankie and as I'm trying to get my blankie back by screaming and hitting my brother; my dad suddenly runs in, snatches Michael right up into his huge arms and takes my care-bears blanket. Fed up with the arguing and whining over my blanket, Dad takes it across the street to the garage, of course I'm right behind him begging him not to throw it away, " Don't hurt it Daddy" I say, " that's my binkie"!
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