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<P><b>Disclaimer:</b> <i>Power Rangers are © Saban. Dark Wing Duck is © Disney. All other characters are © Lamont Stewart.</P></i>
<P><b>Note from Author:</b> <i>I originally wrote these stories in the sixth grade, © 1991- 1992. This series is written in 1<SUP>st</SUP> person.</P></i>
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Framed for Crimes
<BR>By Lamont Stewart
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<P>Sixth grade was so far a cool year. I had been at Morton Middle School for about two and a half years. The second semester had already started and I had my first crush on a girl, Ashley Sylva.</P>
<P>However, as you know by now, my life is never that simple.</P>
<p><center>~*~</center></p>
<P>School had been let out for the day, and I was at my locker cleaning it up a bit, when someone grabbed my arm. I looked up and a teacher was pulling me up.</P>
<P>"Come with me," he said.</P>
<P>I just cleared my throat and followed him.</P>
<P>Well the next thing I knew, I was accused of a crime. Then I was expelled from school.</P>
<P>Walking home I thought to my self, "How could they think that I did that. That’s not me at all."</P>
<P>I hopped on my bike that I placed on the bike rack, and started to petal home.</P>
<P>I took the short cut I always took; it was a good thing that I did, because there was some older kids in that alley too. They were around the corner from where I was, so they didn’t see me, but I saw them when I wrecked my bike.</P>
<P>As I was getting up I accidentally over heard what they were saying. "I can’t believe the teachers fell for it."</P>
<P>"Ya, they totally blamed, Lamont."</P>
<P>"That will teach that little 12 year old to be so smart."</P>
<P>I thought to my self, "Those 8<SUP>th</SUP> graders framed me for doing this, because I’m smart. Well I guess, some people are just jealous. The question here is, how do I convince the people at school I didn’t do it?"</P>
<p><center>~*~</center></p>
<P>I got home and turned on my TV. My favorite new show was another Disney cartoon. Two years ago I had liked that show called Chip-n-Dale’s Rescue Rangers, and now there was one called Dark Wing Duck.</P>
<P>I watched it, and watched all the tricks that he did and then a smile creeped over my face. I ran to my attic and gathered some stuff, and then I put it on. After I made sure it looked well, climbed back down the ladder and sewed some of the fabric together. When I was done, I thought I looked cool.</P>
<P>The first thing was an old jacket. It had a lining in it, because it was January. I also attached a blue cape to it, to make it look cool. Then I put a mask over my eyes, and finally I put on an old baseball cap.</P>
<P>Then I walked out side to see if anybody could recognize me. Amazingly, no one did.</P>
<P>I went to down town Vandalia to show off my new look, when I saw those 8<SUP>th</SUP> graders that framed me, attacking an old lady. I scared them off. The lady thanked me, and I went home.</P>
<p><center>~*~</center></p>
<P>Later that night, I watched the news and a report said; someone named only as the Masked Kid saved an old lady.</P>
<P>I turn off the TV and thought for a minute. "With this disguise, I can prove my innocent." Then I went to sleep.</P>
<B><P ALIGN="CENTER">The End</P>
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Framed for Crimes By Stealth Photographer's United Club