| rdfs:comment | - I was building in the yard with Ferb, Isabella, Maddi, Sammie, Ginger, Buford, Ashley, and Baljeet. We were making a time machine. "And... done!" I exclaimed, screwing on the last bolt. "Now it's time to test it out." Suddenly, a moving van drove up. I wondered if I had pressed a button to make us go back to when Ashley moved here. A girl stepped out, but she wasn't Ashley. I wished I had been in an ocean with sharks, because it would have been better than the girl who stepped out of that van. I tried to hide myself behind the time machine, but it was too late. She saw me.
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| abstract | - I was building in the yard with Ferb, Isabella, Maddi, Sammie, Ginger, Buford, Ashley, and Baljeet. We were making a time machine. "And... done!" I exclaimed, screwing on the last bolt. "Now it's time to test it out." Suddenly, a moving van drove up. I wondered if I had pressed a button to make us go back to when Ashley moved here. A girl stepped out, but she wasn't Ashley. I wished I had been in an ocean with sharks, because it would have been better than the girl who stepped out of that van. I tried to hide myself behind the time machine, but it was too late. She saw me. "Well, well, well. If it isn't good old Phineas Flybb." she said. "Flynn," I corrected, then immediately regretted it. "So it really is you!" she exclaimed. Why was she being so nice? "Oh, so these are your friends? Can you... introduce us?" she asked, winking at Baljeet. This was too freaky. I stepped out from behind the machine. My friends introduced themselves... except Ferb. He just waved. "Well, I'm Brittany Smith. I knew Phineas when we were about 2. We were besties!" Brittany smiled. Let me tell you something: We were most certainly not 'besties'. Brittany tormented me when we were little. It's hard to explain the pain, but once she 'accidentally' dropped a really, really heavy box on my arm. I started crying. When my mom came out, Brittany put on her 'little angel' act and told my mom that I had fell off of a tree. We went to the hospital, and my arm ended up being broken. Three months of pain and hate later, she moved to... well, I don't know exactly where she moved to, but it was far away. I was so glad. I figured I would never see her again, but I don't know what I'm in for now.
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