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Thursday, August 25, 2005


sample/man do i hate writing for englis class...

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update

Sven was walking down the street of a dirt road. The look in his light chestnut eyes had a certain look to them that no person could miss. He had determination in his eyes as if he was out in this distant land looking for something. He wore a crimson red bandanna over his forehead, letting some of his jet black hairs go over it. There was also a crimson scarf that went around his whole neck covering it completely. His deep red shirt was covered up by a black vest that he wore making it seem almost like there was something for him to hide underneath. The pants that he wore ran down almost covering his feet completely, colored the same crimson red as the rest of his body. His Sandals on his feet were almost impossible to see under his long, flowing pants that drifted down almost underneath his feet.
((i know that this one sucked but i can do better since the one i will do will be free of any restrictions. and in my writing there will be alot more than one paragraph i can gaurentee you that))




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