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Claudia in for it |
January 31st, 2008
(I know this is weird, just bear with me. Try and imagine a conversation, intertwined with some thoughts)
also- all names are changed from the people i was thinking about.
Laughs
Lets go-sit here.
demands
Who do you like…..??
Giggle
Then shes like
Im all
Is it…. What letter?
Jeff
John
James
?????
no no no
TELL US!!!
Don’t lie….
Don’t lie
Don’t lie
NO
Stop!
Maria!!!!!! Come onnn!!!
Bye
gotta
Go.
Sigh….. Thank god.
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Nice. Haha sounds like
Nice. Haha sounds like something that often happens at my school. I'm in 6th, too.
thats funny
thats funny
thanks! "I am not afraid of
thanks!
"I am not afraid of storms, for I am learning how to sail my Ship."
-Louisa May Alcott
cool. i think i can figure
cool. i think i can figure out who those people are in your poem. ;)
Really??? You were there
Really??? You were there when I got this idea.... send me an email about who u think they are.
"I am not afraid of storms, for I am learning how to sail my Ship."
-Louisa May Alcott