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Faisal B. My CousinMy little cousin Marina, only two years old, is the world. Her smiling face is the sun, her short curly hair looks like shining strands of spun gold, and is as soft as the clouds. Her green eyes sparkle like the stars. She is the sibling that I don’t have. When she is happy, the sunlit sky glows healthily and the whole world is airy and carefree. But when she cries, the gloomy sky is covered in gray and the dismal world rains in sympathy. My little cousin is the only source of light and happiness in this world. [BACK TO TABLE OF CONTENTS, CLASS OF 2007 EDITION] |
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