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Dec 28, 2004 22:36


He stood in the front lawn and looked up at the house.  It was one o’clock and he was on his way home from work.  He always stopped by her house on his way home from work to see if her light was on.  Tonight her window was dark, but he didn’t just go he waited just thinking.  She was leaving for the summer tomorrow going out west with her family.  ( Read more... )

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re_reundercover January 17 2005, 16:16:06 UTC
wow that is really awesome..i wanted to cry.. you are an awesome writer...im also too very excited that you are in my theatre arts class..yay..anywayz...i hope we can hang out sometime again...i miss you and timmy..anywho keep writing...steph

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