Here is my untrue, weird but best spelling story from my homework book.
By Sylvie McDonald
In the weekend I got hyper, so everyone said I was a hazard. After that I felt extremely sorrowful because I had to act for five more advertisements. It was a coincidence that my best friend was there. We had to pretend we were craving for something.We were determined to return to our ottoman. After that I felt amazingly vim.
The next day my friend and I felt quarrelsome and even though we were warned not to labour over our financial differences, we proceeded with heedlessness. I looked gimletly at my friend hoping we had done the right thing. The next day I felt very pert because it was all a silly dream.
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