Friday, 8 February 2008

One day when I was 5 years old I was with my friend Marina. We were in her house watching the TV when sudently, we saw a commercial of a trip to go to a enchanted house. Then we ran away. We arrived to the bus stop just when the bus
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English-on-Wheels said...

MARIA !! this starts out nice...why don't you finish it!!

You are a bit behind on your writing assignments. What's happening?

27 February 2008 at 04:09

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