Short Story Narration
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EnglishVoice Age
Young Adult (18-35)Accents
North American (General)Transcript
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fire juggling. But Angela Doll Carlson fire juggling was full. Marcie was late signing up for the classic Levinger Circus Arts. Her cat was dying of a rare blood disorder. She spent the whole day at the vet because blind, his hair had been falling out in clumps. The vet said that was normal because of the treatment. But that didn't make Marcy feel any better about it. By the time Marcy got blind me back home and made comfortable and was finally online to fill out her registration, fire juggling was full. She had no idea the fire juggling would go so fast. It gave her stomach pains to think that the clumps of hair she found on the floor of her feet and the bald spots that showed blimey is chicken pimpled skin were normal. This revelation had cost her $150 caused her to miss out on her chance to register to toss batons of fire in the air. Marcie was left with only two options. If she was serious about taking a class this semester, adult beginners tumbling or areal arts level one silks. Her husband, Burt, teased her when she took adult beginners juggling, he said it was her midlife crisis in full bloom. He said she should start with getting a tattoo, buying a new car or having an affair. He knew that she wouldn't get a tattoo because she hated needles, and he knew that she wouldn't buy a new car because they didn't have the money. What he didn't know was that she'd already had the affair. Last year, she and Paul said, well crammed themselves into the supply closet of the junior high school after a boozy faculty Christmas party and had added, as they say.