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Join Date: Jul 2006
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It was an average day to me. Nothing different, nothing new, and definetly nothing exciting. The rain continued to pour, the wind continued to blow, the thunder continued to clap. The trinkling of the rain, the woosh of the wind, and the boom of the thunder. Raining as always, depressing as always. On the block I lived the sounds were all to familiar. The occasional bark of Mr.Rogers yellow dog, a terrier I believe. The sput sput of James 1991 camero, though it had the occassional roar and boom. Yet the only roar and boom that was heard was from the next door neighbors. They were at it again, the screaming and the hitting. Eventually the cop would come and everything would quit down. Oh, how could I forget their child little Jimmy, poor bastard, he was ussually huddled in his room. He was always sucking on his thumb, a little child. In my house, it was a usual day. My dad was had the television set on channel 7, watching his old wrestling match. As always had a beer in front of him and always drunk off his ass. Always sitting on that torn black leather couch in a dazed fashion. My mother was in the kitchen, cutting herself maybe? All I knew was that she cryed every day and drank bottles of wine, yes bottles. My sisters were off in their own little world, some on online others playing doll house. I myself? Well, I would sit on my wooden chair, dazed.
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