Since I am getting my footing back after being sort of froze, I decided to walk around the room. The room became eerily quiet again, but I went around and studied the room. I noticed an old art book on pottery that was opened to a page on masks. I continued to walk around. Out the eeriness the sound of creaking began, and I began looking around for there was an old rocking chair that I forgot I put in this room rocking with a mask smiling at me. The rocking seemed to rock faster. Glancing at the book now.
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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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