This story was submitted by a 9th grader:
My brother Gavriel went to a friends house around the corner from our house. A half hour later he had a Chavrusah. It was getting late and he wasn't coming back. We called his friends house, but no one answered. So my father asked me to go around the corner to pick up my brother. I really didn't want to because I just got home from school. I decided to do it it any way. Right before I was about to leave my mother asked me to put the dishes away. My father said I should listen to my mother first and then go. Finally after I was done the dishes I went outside and coming up the path on his bike was my brother. I didn't have to walk all the way to his friends house!
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