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Batman Begins By Samantha I am 6 years old. My favorite color is blue. I like to ride my bike and walk. My mom is fat. She has little people living in her stomach. They are called babies. My mom said that they died and got stuck in there and that is why she is so fat. She is warm too. I like my mom.
My mom and dad got divorced. My dad is not very smart. He has a mustache and is tall. I do not like my dad. He takes me to go see scary movie. Last year we saw this icky man get whipped and nailed to a cross. I wanted to go see Robots but my dad told me kids movies were too much money, and all he could afford was this scary zombie movie. I cried a lot when we saw that. Now, my daddy took me to see Batman. I don’t like Batman. I never knew what he was doing. And that Chinese guy was ugly. His mustache looked like my dads. My dad fell asleep and snored through the whole movie. His phone was ringing, but it must not have been loud enough to wake him up, cuz people were yelling at him and he wouldn’t respond. I don’t like my daddy. He smells like wood and reminds me of batman. And I don’t like Batman. ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() 2 out of 5 Stars MOVIE REVIEW ARCHIVE 2005 |