A dark phrase brittles the dust a sickened urge to sneeze could blow away my thoughts. Lookout I've got to catch that girl.
manner in ties of urgent bravery and must.
Claudia comes as a surprise again " I found you" she says with of joy!
"you know claudia" "you know angelo I see something in you, it isn't scary parched of deep nor grey" yes Claudia "it's rapid" she says "whatever you have flowing in that fragile head of yours about me just let me know when you get the chance"
she waves goodbye and to see you later.
class begins "class the assignment for today is to name your significant other sides and identify your emerging objects on the other side, you will summarize to significantly over come futuristic objects holding you down" "umm Mrs kenzy" "yes angelo" "I briefly remember some significants but not a whole lot to partake in this assignmen" Mrs Kenny says "you will face your objects within forty-five minutes before class is over and I want that assignment on my desk before times up"
"yes Mrs kenzy" Angelo says.
;I am a apple, my object is bad; I am a object
I'm not fresh, a feeling is significant it tells the other side of the object. not knowing how to, the apple gets picked it becomes a object. I can remember all things about the significant of being picked. The sudden current that was waking me down to bad. The entitled positive momentum picking off a object to make a significant, could be all it was in the end. "Mrs kenzy, I have to go I will have to hand this in late on monday" "okay angelo, perhaps your halfway there"