The Very Fishy Story By: DeeDee Hebb
3/31/11 My world. Brown. Brown dirty ground, the wet soil, the gross land of mud that is my world.Blue. The vast sky that surrounds my world now crying the day before I leave.Gray… gray, gray, and gray. The color that makes my world seem all that much more sad.How will I miss you St. Joe?4/1/11 I really cannot believe this is happening to me. No real school, no real home, no real family… I’m getting a stomach ache just thinking about them.…See More



















