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never let go to your flying dreams, because you might fall with itCategory: (general)
Thursday, 2 August 2007
08:50:08 PM (GMT)
this is a touching story please make coments about it if you'd like! But it is only
the first few paragraphs though!

there was a 13 yr. old girl named Angilene and she was walking down the road. She was
a  quiet girl, and all of the cool kids called her a nerd and a  scardy-cat. She
never listened.
One day the cool highschool kids were driving down here 4 mile drive and started
following her it their car........they were drunk......... She saw them and started
walking a little faster........they drove faster. The cool kids started screaming
that they would get her. She took a glance back and thought she saw her best friend,
It was Mable, the 15 yr. old best friend of Angilene. Angilene didn't know what to
do, she ran, as fast as her thin legs could carry her. it was noon at the time she
left from school, it was getting dark now.
she was running so fast her glasses fell off. She couldn't see, she dropped her books
and threw off her bookbag, but kept it with her. Once she finally got to her house
the cool kids and her best friend drove away, they gave up. An hour passed and
Angilene finally decided to call Mable. At first she thought Mable was just drunk and
didn't know what she was doing, but she might as well  know. When she picked up the
phone she thought: I had a dream, i was flying with it for awhile, maybe i should let
go of it. Maybe.......
she set down the phone, she picked up her bookbag wich was on the floor. She was glad
she didn't let go of it when she was running. She pulled out her diary. It had her
dream in it, but just one dream. her only dream, yes, the one to be like her best
friend Mable. Mable was smart, pretty, and she got straight A's. Mable wanted to be a
Scientist when she grew up. Angilene thought that her dream was to be like Mable, but
was Mable jsut a jerk? A drunk? She was confused, as she was ripping out her only
dream, everything went white, she was falling. As if she had let go of her flying
dream. When she woke up, she was in white, it was pitch black. she felt around,

Periwinkle says:   2 August 2007   192382  
i need coments on if i did a good or bad job. if you give a coment,
you get a chance to get a copy of the whole story! thx a bunch!
world_of_warcraft_fan says:   8 August 2007   991126  
i think you di great
Periwinkle says:   15 August 2007   517683  
thx! you are the best! i'll keep doing chapters, its just hard!
callie11 says:   15 August 2007   543616  
i think that it is a very nice story and that it is really good...
Periwinkle says :   16 August 2007   912873  
thats very nice, but do you think i should keep writing, or is it not
good enough?


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