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fences
A simple fence is what spereated us from being together. Needless to say, it drove me crazy that I was missing the time of my life because I was grounded, but I didn't really feel like letting a fence stop me either.
vase
The vase stood there, lonely and sullen. Its intricate desgin only added to the fact that it was obviously a Dollar Store purchase - one bought by someone who wouldn't people to think he was a man of class, but one who was too cheap to actually be one.
lease
The lease on the house had been up, and we had to move out. It was heartbreaking - so very heartbreaking. I grew up in this house- and as one of my favorite songs put it, it was the House that built me.
secure
I felt secure in his arms. They were strong, but not too constricting, and powerful - but not overbearing. I felt safe with him.
bear
Bear. Thats what we use to call him. The man had a hair so wild and uncontrolled, and with a physique that was the size of a grown lion, you could see where he got it from. But, in reality, he was actually a very nice guy - one who wouldn't hurt anything if he had a choice.
chaos
Chaos was an understatment. This place was the lesser version of Hell. All around me ran people with places to go and people to see - which was a lot more then I could ssay for myself.
myth
The Man, the Myth, the Legend. That is what I am. Ultimately, I'm just here to make sure the good people of the city get a good nights sleep, without some creep smashing in to their houses and raping them brutally. I am Batman.
mud
The mud covered nicely over the big, thick tires that held my Silverado perfectly. I loved the truck, but my girlfriend hardely agreed with me keeping it. Which meant putting it for sale, and therefore - breaking my heart.
common
What we had in common was, well, nothing. Me and my father had so estranged for so long - it was hard to see what we would do on a road trip to New Orleans together.
salute
I saluted the army offical as we rode past him, as I had always been instructed to do. But I wasn't sure what it meant, to be honest. The rule of military on my island made it hard to understand things, and more often then not - it was a simple matter of doing it rather then understanding why.
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