when we got on the train everyone was screaming saying they miss there mam and dad and so did I by ill have to live with it, more like live with the sadness, and now I was missing them even more when I thinking about them, but Emily and john I think this is where I began my life as a mam for them.
when we arrived all of a dozen children where sating on a big hill that was big and green and smelled horridly. the dozen children were ready to be picked. we where first, I might be worried, because children, who were picked first, were always the horrid ones. I mined myself with that through, we are not horrid are we, I hope not.
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The garden mystery.
AdventureWhere do I begin? It was wonderful, like a fairytale and it was all mine. So elegant to the split second. It was the best place I ever went to, till the storm anyways.
