pogofairy
After years upon years of waiting, the awakening began.
I glanced around the dull,dull room. There were pictures of grim-looking people on the walls, and mustard-colored blankets on the bed.
I tried to advise him that physical warfare was not the answer.
"They're real!" I screamed. "Even if you don't, I believe in them!"
I worked long and hard, making stacks upon stacks of crates filled with juicy red tomatoes in
the boiling sun.
"You deserved every bit of that! Don't say I didn't warn you!"
I always wished for immortality
I should like to suppose that I am a princess, said Sara Crewe.
A Little Princess by Frances Hodgson Burnett
I carefully braided my hair. No matter how careful I was it always came out messy.
I felt dense, wearing two coats at the same time. All my friends wore t-shirts.
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