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The bus arrives
Suddenly as Cynthia stood in her soaked pajamas, the big yellow bus pulled in front of her house. Given that her stop was the last, the bus was full of her classmates as they looked out the window. “Hey look! Cynthia wet the bed!” One girl yelled.
That’s all it took for everyone to look out the window seeing the hung sheets and Cynthia’s pajamas. Cynthia whimpered as the bus driver grinned wide putting the stop sign and brakes on so that everyone could look.
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