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Jan 2014
I'm writing about," Stone Wall," but not Stone Wall Jackson.  The stone wall I am writing about, will be sure to get a reaction.
When I was young, until the age of six, we were the first family to move into a brand new apartment, where  everything was built.
Within this new apartment, they built walls made of stone.  If you were to run real fast, you could break every bone.
Not only the walls were made of stone, but also sixteen steps.  If you happen to fall on just one of them, prepare to run for help.
The children got so many knots, sticking out on their head.  If it wasn't for the Almighty God, we could all be dead.
By, Sandra Juanita Nailing
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Sandra Juanita Nailing  United States
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