Last week on thursday was my Birthday. I turned 11 years old. When I got to school I was feeling happy because some people keeps on saying HAPPY BIRTHDAY and sending me some nice things. Do you know what it wasn’t just my birthday it was my reading teacher Mr Somerville’s birthday too. When it was the end of the I went home and my step grandma was folding clothes and she told me that when I had finish my shower I can go and decorate my cake that she baked for me. After that I ate a piece of cake and it tasted so delicious.
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