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The Usual

Sitting in the dark room, she stared at the wall in front of her. She had been sitting there for hours, just staring.

After emptying out all her thoughts, her mind was blank right now. The only sound in the room was that of the clock ticking away.

Suddenly a bright light blinded her.T.V came to life.Electricity was back!
Slowly she snuggled into her bed and went off to sleep
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Anonymous said…
waiting to know more of the usual happenings on the kirrin island...if nothing else then water do have access to an island right..hmmm
mehak
March 30, 2007 at 7:08 AM
Unknown said…
finally....long time buddy

waitin ta read lotsa gud stuf frm u dost.....

kp rockin... :)
March 31, 2007 at 8:26 AM
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