“Yes!” I said when I was walking.
“He finally met me, O.M.G. he doesn’t know my name!”
I slapped myself in the head like in those V8 commercials.
“Nice one, idiot.
Maybe I’ll go to my house next time and forget something else like…
see I already forgot what I was going to say.”
I whispered to myself.
Now, lets go home and eat some beagles.
Inspired by
I finally got the chance to call Jesse on her cell,
“O.M.G. Jesse he’s here and I think he recognized me!
Help, this is a b…A sequel to who was she?
About the author
The Master of Them that Know
internet
my name is greek and it means "honey bee"!!!!!!!!!!!!!
i am an official FWA, nickname:cupcake
hi, my name is missy (nickname) and i’m always bored….always.
I love this site for writing, obviously, even though I suck at it.
I am in love with Bleach, Death Note, and Red vs. Blue.
Song of the week, (I will change this every week, when I can, or whenever the hell I feel like
??????????(don’t know yet)
ohh, what now i changed it
I really don’t feel like writing much because i’ve had a long day and my friggin fingers hurt….....and i’m too bored to.
Published on March 04, 2008.
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