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Thursday, 21 April 2016
06:52:48 PM (GMT)
I decided to post a story since I have scene others do it

The Peddler Box 
One fine morning little Janice set out to the box shop in Vine Grove, Janice tightly
clutched her savings in her hand. For they were very precious to her and she didn't
want to lose them. 
She walked on, stopping every now and again to make sure that they were all still
theire in her little palm.
After a time she saw Vine Grove come into view ahead of her, she quickened her pace
and began fantasizing of the all the little boxes in the box shop and all the lovely
little things that might be in the small paccage. 
Their were of course the usual sort of boxes in theire such as tinder boxes and snuff
boxes, whoever their were also unusual things in some of those boxes and one couldn't
count the diffrent kinds of boxes that theyre were for theire were ever so many. 
Janice stopped short as she walked into a pole in front of the box shop losing sight
in her fantasies, as she collided with the pole she dropped all her savings to the
ground, she ignored the terrible wringing paine in her face and chest , for she must
gather her savings, she bent down and began collecting them, "thank goodness" she
said after gathering all the coins and counting them twice "their all there", Janice
got up off the pavement and walked into the store...

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