Xiao
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Post by Xiao on Sept 19, 2008 23:05:59 GMT
Sonoo lay in the lush dewy grass, breathing ever so lightly. She yawned and got up, dew drops falling of her. Bathed in the tawny golden light of morning, her white coat glowing softly, she stepped lightly over the wet grass. Her eyes darted around nervously as she scanned the area for anyone. She thought "I hope no one finds me." With that she started running low to the ground, careful not to hit any tree branches.
Then she realized her belly was growling loud and long, like a angry manen. Then her delicate ears perked up as she heard something. As soon as she heard it she stiffed up, and softly called out "Who is there?" She called as she looked around the clearing. She was worried that a manen might have saw her. Her heart fluttering like a trapped bird, she growled softly declaring with her soft growl she was not easy prey. She hated life because everyone despised her. No on knew or cared about her. She had no friends or family. She despised life itself with a passion. Why did she have to live?
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Oasis
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Underestimating an iPod's power is like asking me to hit you in the head with a toaster.
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Post by Oasis on Sept 20, 2008 2:52:26 GMT
what does the title have to do with the story itself..?
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Xiao
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Post by Xiao on Sept 20, 2008 13:30:20 GMT
Whoops forgot that...... I put in the titles reason.
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