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the day

Sat Dec 5, 2009, 8:40 PM
I was walking to school when a guy walked into me he had one eye. The gut was mad at the time and walked off from me so i went on to school.After school i seen the guy laying out on the ground with blood all over him you know i had to do something so i ran over to him.Now the guy had one arm so i just left don't know why but i left him laying there.The next day he was walking around with one arm and eye i went to school when i got out the guy was not there so i walked home.Next day the man was laying on a table geting beat up by another man i ran over and pulled the guy off of him he ran off.I said to the man are you ok he said back no then ran off then i never seen that man ever agin.

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    :iconhige-christy:
    Sorry I never relied I went back to training, but i am at my school now so i can talk every now and then.
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    Thanks for the fav!

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    thanks for the fav
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    lol

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    :iconsirmanguyperson:
    hmm... quite

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    wrestling people two times my size who were on the football team. (i won to only 2 outa 3) um burned my arm at the fire place, i went snow boarding and i took a crash which led to my whipwash. i took a fight with my friend caitlyn (playful fight) and i ended up bruised. she cann only kick, but i can do more damage.

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    My beating heart was locked away in a box with your name on it, and only yours, even though the eraser marks from others' names were still there, yours was still the darkest name written, clearest to read.
    :iconsirmanguyperson:
    how did that happen? o.o

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