Sadly it wasnt lou freggino it was a newbie dude. Well actually we are watching it now coz im still in class. see this is comuters class. Im messing with the kid who sits next to me. and im thinking about another poem to write but im on a stupid writers block and need help off it so ideas please!
This is another short story i wrote at the begining of the year... posibly durring summer i cant rememebr
It wasnt until she had read four chapters into her book that she knowticed that her daughters laughter was missing rom the endless giggles of the other children. She hadnt thought anything of letting her daugghter play while she read, they did it almost every day. Franticaly looking around she wondered how long shed been gne, If she had called out for her mother. Her daughter was only three, She didnt know anything of any other place than home and the park. That plus the girl was too much of a mammas girl to wander off with out her.
No one answered when she called out her name, No one came running asking to be pushed on the swings.
And when she started Screaming and crying others could only look on with wonder and pity.
No one had seen her come.
No one had seen her got
it was as if she had never been there at all.
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