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When I go to the library there are voices that speak to me in only loving tones. They say "You are welcome here..." and "Come, have a great time reading me." Probably some of the best times of my life will be spent in the library.
I can't.
-Sara
The typewriter would keep her up all night. "Keep it down!" she hissed, but she could tell that Greg was deep in thought. What could he possibly be writing that was so important? Did it have something to do with that women she'd seen him with the other day? No, she thought, that couldn't possibly be. Greg is a faithful man. She shook the thought away.
-Greg
The invitations were much harder to write on a type writer. Could she know? Janice was a very beautiful lady. Rather promiscuous as well, He wondered if Sara had thought he was having an affair. Never would he wish that upon her. He only wanted the party to be a surprise.
I was wrong on question 3 but that was it. Damn, had I really gotten into HatersForYourMom? What did this mean? I knew what it meant. It meant Melissa. I have Melissa.
I could see the huge blood stain on my white sheets but could anyone else? There were all acting like it was such a huge mystery where he had been killed. "Right there! Can't you see it's right -- " I stopped in realization. Where was my voice? They paid no attention to me whatsoever, and I knew why. The grasifiscus curse I performed on Hallum must have backfired. Everything I can see and hear, and everything I say is non-existent to the others. Perfect, now who's going to solve the murder of Gregery Pasket?
"We don't have enough stamps." Sharlene said in slow realization. "Noooooooooo." Harold breathed. Stamps. We hadn't thought of stamps.
The color blue in her eyes was slowly tinting itself to pink, and then, in a blink of an eye, blood red. "You think her tempers running low, huh?" Jason said jokingly, but I could see Georgia was in no mood for jokes. RAWR.
The possibility of being able to see her dad, is what made it so attractive. Before she had no interest in meeting that which left her and her mother at such an early age. But the fact that she could made her want to sink her teeth in deeper than ever before. Who's your daddy?
There was immense pain running through his veins. She knew something was going on with him, but it was too hard to grasp. Why had he been talking to Grimald the other day? Was this tying to it?
Believer: one who believes. one who, against all evidence, or lack of, has undeniable faith of something.
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