

Lenny and SavannahLenny and Savannah By Ashley JacksonLenny and Savannah
I was thirteen years old and my fish wouldn’t stop dying. I pulled my hand down the tank, so it made a squeaky noise and left a long blurry streak right down the center. It was this huge fish tank that must’ve taken up half the length of the shorter wall of my bedroom. It sat, glowing, under the soft white billows of curtains shutting out the moonlight. A light bulb revealed and lit up the scales of my fish at night, and projected ripples from the water onto my walls, so it was almost like I was in there with them. I had favorites, Samuel the b
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and I've seen God's holy grace ~ Social D.
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