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Fish-A-Lot “Get up! Were going to be late for church!” Sean’s mother yelled. Sean slowly got up out of his bed and made his way towards his dresser. Every other step he took he stepped on some sort of toy or garbage that had been in his room for weeks. He pulled out the yellow painted chipped drawer and started getting dressed. Immediately after, he remembered that he needed to count his money. He rushed over to his closer door. “Two, four, six, eight, nine, ten. Aw man! I need two more dollars until I can get my special Goldfish from Fish-A-Lot.” Sean said. He trampled down the stairs to ask his mother if he could go to Mrs. Johnson’s after church to mow her lawn. She said yes because she knew how much he wanted this fish.