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Post by becky on Jul 25, 2005 9:34:16 GMT -5
"You... seem familliar... have you been here before?"
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Post by Atlantic on Jul 25, 2005 12:15:39 GMT -5
He looked at her. "Yeah, ive been here before."
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Post by becky on Jul 27, 2005 17:57:54 GMT -5
"oh." why was he so familliar... where had she seen him before?
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Post by Atlantic on Jul 27, 2005 18:07:23 GMT -5
"Yeah .." he blinked
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Post by becky on Jul 28, 2005 10:10:56 GMT -5
"...never mind..." she looked down
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Post by Atlantic on Jul 28, 2005 11:57:08 GMT -5
"Alright .."
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Post by becky on Jul 28, 2005 12:15:36 GMT -5
She sighed deeply, and looked around... lotsa tomb stones/
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Post by Atlantic on Jul 28, 2005 12:20:03 GMT -5
"And to think, i used to like this place..." he mumbled to himself, looking around.
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Post by becky on Jul 28, 2005 12:23:38 GMT -5
"Sometimes... i think its the only quiet place left on earth..."
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Post by Atlantic on Jul 28, 2005 12:29:43 GMT -5
He nodded.
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Post by becky on Jul 28, 2005 12:31:20 GMT -5
"My dad and i take care of the grounds..."
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Post by Atlantic on Jul 28, 2005 12:34:44 GMT -5
"I see."
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Post by becky on Jul 28, 2005 12:35:43 GMT -5
"But dad got sick... so... i've been having trouble..."
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Post by Atlantic on Jul 28, 2005 12:38:00 GMT -5
"Trouble with what?"
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Post by becky on Jul 28, 2005 12:41:36 GMT -5
"There's alot of kids in my class who like to trash the cemetary..."
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