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This is a poem I wrote when I was about 16 years old.

After I got done explaining every little detail to her, she just stared at me in disbelief. “How are you acting so calm right now? I wou..

James came bursting through the front door. “We have to go now! Grab your things let’s go!” I didn’t even have time to put ..

We pulled up to Agnes’s home. It was like every other traditional brick house. It had a black roof and black shutters. She had a stone walkw..

We had decided that it was getting late and that training can begin in the morning after breakfast. I had so many questions and my head was going ..

This is Chapter 10 of my book, hope you enjoy it. .

Chapter Eleven