This is a blog about a girl who could not read for a very long time. She has waited 14 long years to be able to read and wants to share her love of books with anyone who loves to get lost in a world of their own imagination.
Monday, December 16, 2013
Eight
There is a number I hate. In fact it rhymes with hate. It kept me on edge all day wondering if it will come around. It came around a few times but not enough for that one last time. This number looks like a snowman that I want to kick in the head and stomp on. This number can end a marriage. I was obsessed as this number came near. A number many people may not give a thought or two about drove me to the edge. If I made a scarf of this number I'd hang myself with it.
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