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I felt nervous. —
I wasn’t ready to share my story.
Still, I handed it to my partner, Penny.
“Here’s mine, Lisa,”
Penny said with a small, uneasy smile.
As she passed hers to me, she looked uncomfortable as well.
I started reading. Penny’s story was about a dog named Sunny that saved a family from a storm.
Wait… What’s going on?
My story was about a bird named Terry that rescued a boy from a hurricane. The animals and names were different, but the stories were almost the same. We were quiet for a moment.
I started reading. Penny’s story was about a dog named Sunny that saved a family from a storm.
Wait… What’s going on?
My story was about a bird named Terry that rescued a boy from a hurricane. The animals and names were different, but the stories were almost the same. We were quiet for a moment.