I entered the old house just to get out of the wind for a little while. As I walked around shaking off the snow that was on me, I noticed that there were other footprints in here. I wondered and then I thought it was probably just some other kids being curious, then I heard it, a whisper. It was soft and it said, "Is it really cold out." I did answer, "Yes, who are you?"
"Just someone who was sent to help someone and I think it is you." I do not need any help that I can think.
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Mark Graham
I am a person who really likes to read and write and to share what I learned with all my education. My page will mainly be book reviews and critiques of old and new books that I have read and will read. There will also be other bits, too.
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