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Have you ever been so excited you wish time would speed up and you got so excited you almost pushed you friend of a trampoline well I almost did. It was a normal Saturday my mom was at work me and my dad where home watching the football game. Then my dad told me “Angel go play outside” I say “ok, but why” my dad told me “well I got a surprise for you be back around 7:00” I said “ok”. So I went outside for a while, than my dad said “Angel lets go” so I ran home and we got in my dad’s truck and left. Out of nowhere my dad pulled out tow muskies tickets. We got to the Tyson and I said “dad how did you get those tickets,” he said “it’s a secret. We went in we got a soda and some nachos and we watched the hockey game. I said “dad thank you know

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