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Wednesday, August 6 - Continued... tinued should be a word

The door opens and Daniel walks in, carrying a tray of breakfast... I sit up in my bed... he places the tray by my bedside. He turns to leave but I ask him "who's the old man on the other side of the city?"
He stopps suddenly, before slowly turning around. "How do you know about him?" he asks drily
"I met him. i got sorta lost yesterday and I stumbled into his room. He gave me a piece of paper and told me to solve it if I wanted to get home"
"He spoke to you?"
"Yeah"
"He hasn't spoken to anyone for years. He just sits in his room reading" Daniel paused for a moment "He really spoke to you?"
"Yeah. He gave me this" I pick up the paper from the floor where it had fallen when I slept. I hand it over.

crumble | 10:20 pm

aoi's design from SCRATCH © 2004

NAME: Crumble, Wilson, Forgie
DOB: 8th of October
COUNTRY: Australia & Kangaroos

SCHOOL: Hogwarts
FAMILY: Mum, Dad, Mitchie, Claudia
PETS: Tom the Sexy Beast
FEELING:






likes...

buffy the vampire slayer, greys anatomy, glass house, kumars at #42, spicks and specks, west wing, angel, gilmore girls, dark angel, firefly, stargate, lord of the rings, star wars, the simpsons, crossing jordan, tru calling, ally mcbeal, bradley whitford, dominic monaghan, david wenham, rupert grint, james masters, anthony stewart head, elvis, hilary duff, evanescence, good charlotte, the whitlams, machine gun fellatio (the band), my baby tom, writing, singing in the shower, playing pool, netball, basketball, exams, tidying, chinese food (lemon chicken, sizzling steak, chicken and sweet corn soup, san choi bow, spring rolls, prawn chips), my old friends, my new friends, my other friends, my box, my papyrus, my faerie picture, mount caules story.



dislikes...

bugs, honey, insects that she thinks are poisonous (all of them!), marmalade, studying, not knowing things, not being able to splel, the english curriculum, vacuuming, the beach, being on stage and not knowing what to do, shopping, gross things, vegemite, olives, dark chocolate, flower smells, the hsc, beetroot, my boobs, pickles, people picking their noses, half-eaten food, playing drama games all lesson and not doing any work, my father nagging me to study when I am indeed studying, my father nagging me to study when I am indeed doing something other than studying, losing money, being fat, when the tv times change and you don't know, mornings, being lonely.


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