Today, dad had to bring me to school again. When school was over, I waited outside for dad to come, and waited, and waited, and waited. He didn't come! We had gotten our plans mixed up. H had thought I was going to take the bus, then he would pick me up at the stop. I had thought he was going to pick me up right at school, and bring me home. He finally came, and just in time to bring me to my guitar lesson. At the lesson, I worked on what songs I am going to do at the recital in two days.
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All punctuation and spelling has been retained precisely as I wrote it 32 years ago at age 12.
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