Written By: Megan S. My special person in my life is a girl. She is two years old. She is my sister. Her name is Lauren. She is cute. She protects me. Like when somebody says something of mine is theirs, she says it's Megan's, and takes it out of their hands and gives it to me. She gives hugs and kisses. Watch out! She pulls hair, pinches, and bites. I love her. She loves me. Whenever she gets hurt, she comes to me and says "Megan" in a sad voice. I kiss her cuts. She kisses mine too. She asks me for help like to get her down from high places like my bunk bed. She is little. Lauren is special to me because she is in my family. I also say she is special to me because she is my sister and I love her. She is also special to me because she plays with me and she misses me at school. I also miss her when I am in school. I also say she is special because she sleeps with me at nap time on the weekend and she sleeps with me at night time. On my birthday her gift is a hug, a kiss, and a toy. Lauren is special.
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