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I was perched on the top of my house. The wind was blowing and the day was cool. I thought it would be perfect. I looked around me, a squirrel was sniffing my back pack; curious to what it was. I fed it a granola bar.
I was set. Perfect day to fly. Though, there was one problem: I had no wings. So, I searched my brain and found a picture of someone flying. I replaced thier image with mine and it slowly started to move.
No sooner than I start enjoying myself,I fell of the roof.
- by Dinosawrs Tell Me Rawrrr |
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- | Submitted on 02/16/2012 |
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- Title: The Day I Died
- Artist: Dinosawrs Tell Me Rawrrr
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Description:
I will commision, useless, but I will.
This was originally longer, btu my computer froze and I had to refresh and I don't want to write it all over again, so, here's what I copied: - Date: 02/16/2012
- Tags: died
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Comments (2 Comments)
- Lavanda-luna - 03/03/2012
- I really liked it. You should extend this! I want to hear more!
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- Aryatny - 02/17/2012
- cool! i'm gonna assume that he died, you should write more! i'm writing a book, i know it can be really tedious. i have the first chapter posted, please red and comment!
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