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so i have no idea what to do with the first story so here is the begining to another.
Asia lay in bed, with her book over her face. Any minute now her mother would come screaming up the stair and reem her about her report card.
She knew the speech by heart, so she could tune it out, and just had to nod occasionally. Her father would give her an altered lecture that evening, and she would just have to nod at different times.
ASia sighed as she heard the shrill voice of her mother and the clunking up the stairs.
"Here she comes." Asia thought, "3,2,1,"
"Asia Aurelia Santino, what is the meaning of this."
 Jade Pixie · Fri Apr 07, 2006 @ 08:01am · 0 Comments |
