Laying my bed counting my heart beats

1, 2……..

What happen to 3 let’s go back with a mystery

1 a yes, 1 and a half a kiss

2 what’s the risk

3 ending

I’d stop breathing, my hearts not beating,

Broken with a crack wondering will I ever

Come back

Where’s 3, what’s happening, my heart’s

Breaking, it’s coming to an end

So good bye and THE END

-Jazzmon Young

     It  was one  day till Thanksgiving and my cousin in 3rd grade asked me would I liked to spend a night with her, and I said yes. That night Karli and I played a game called Skipo. It was a fun card game, we played over and over. I won 15 games and never lost. It was morning and we were wide awake ready to play again until, her dad swung open the door and said “it’s time to eat.” Me and Karli ran right in the kitchen and started diging for gold ,cause her dad food was good. Karli and I was full and tired until her dad yelled out ” who wants to play SKIPO!” My mom,my brother,Karli’s brother, Karli, and me were playing.Half an hour later I was down to one card, I wanted  it to be a skipo and I could have won, but it was a 9 and my mom won. That was the game I lost and a holiday I’ll never forget.

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