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It was quite the adventure going to the store and mall shopping on Black Friday. The poor defenseless retail employees were flabbergasted and exhausted. One lady complained that the store had not served her in a polite fashion. The employee retorted, "Maybe you should have gone shopping online!" The woman scoffed and ran out of the store.
She missed the letters she used to receive from her friend, who had seemed to have forgotten that they were pen pals. She missed the funny remarks and her friend's handwriting. But most of all, she missed her friend. She wished her friend had not moved away in the first place. She was quite despondent and depressed. She missed everything.
The siren blew, shocking everyone within earshot. The rain splattered the ground and buildings, and the wind whooshed past everything epicly. The siren echoed through the city as the tornado ripped through the town, destroying everything in its path. Little children screamed in fear and everyone ran for cover. The siren was very loud.
Serene was the scene in which the girl lay on the green, lush field and stared at the clouds. Silence prevailed in her world at the moment and she wanted it to stay that way forever. Serene is her favorite way to spend the day, lazily spending her day alone.
She went to the shore of the sandy beach and looked out at the waves rippling on the horizon and as the water broke into the shore. She smiled at the peacefulness of the shore scene. She loved the lakeshore and it was her happy spot to be. She loved it.
There are 52 weeks in the year. Each week has 7 days. A weekday is Monday- through Friday. The weekend is Saturday and Sunday (sometimes Friday too). Week sometimes go slow and sometimes go quickly.