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From: Tilden Guttenbergber <tildenguttenberger@gmail.com>
Date: March 5, 2019 at 1:18:45 PM PST
To: Tyler Guttenberger <TYGuttenberger@gmail.com>
Date: March 5, 2019 at 1:18:45 PM PST
To: Tyler Guttenberger <TYGuttenberger@gmail.com>
There was a boy. The boy's name was Sobby. Sobby was kind. He was loving. He was nurturing. But he was always sad. One day, while he was riding his bike, he tripped on a rock. His bike flipped in the air. He scarred his knee really bad. So he went back to his house. When he got there his mother was worried sick about him because he was gone for a day. It would take an hour or so on his bike but he walked because his knee hurt really bad. His mother got some rubbing alcohol and a bandage. The rubbing alcohol hurt really bad. It felt like when he scarred his knee. When she put the bandage on it felt better a little bit. When he got to the hospital all they wanted to do is just make sure he was okay. But he broke his leg. So they put a cast on it and they got a wheelchair for him. So his parents bought the wheelchair. The nurse wheeled him out to the car. His dad put him in the backseat. His mom put the wheelchair in the trunk and headed home. While they were driving they asked him how he got all the way to their house. He said, "I just walked." So when they got home his mom took the wheelchair out of the trunk. But his dad lifted him up and onto the wheelchair. When he got into the house he went to the kitchen. He got an apple.
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