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By: moolah
Chapter Two: Party
    Haley sat at Anne’s feet and had Joey in her lap. Suddenly Haley’s iphone vibrated in her pocket. She picked it up and opened the text from Sean.
Sean- Ware r u? I’m @ home. Come nyumbani quick!
Haley sighed and texted him back.
Haley- I’m @ Anne’s house. Why what’s rong?
Haley sighed and got up off the ground. “Sorry. I have to go, Anne.” She alisema and hugged the kids and left. When she got nyumbani the house was full of chaos. “Oh my god, Sean! It’s a mess!!!” Haley screamed over the kids. “I know, honey.” He alisema and kissed her. “I thought we’d do something tonight.” Haley smiled and picked up Andy. “Hi, baby girl-how are you?” Andy smiled and hugged her mommy’s neck.
    Hannah had Cole on her hip as she made her way over to Jessica and Jennifer who were playing Chess as best as they could (which meant they were throwing the pieces around). Jessica looked scared whenever she saw her mom’s sorta angry look. Cole was crying into his mother’s chest. “Jessica Lee Noel, Jennifer Kato Noel…did wewe say something to your brother?” Jessica gulped and looked at Jennifer for some assistance. Jen looked like she was going to cry. “Jessica. Jennifer? Anyone want to get spanked?” Jessica screamed at the juu of her lungs. “STOP IT, Jessica! Do not say anything like that ever again!” Hannah screamed. “I sorry mommy!!!” Jessica yelled and started crying. Hannah smiled to Cole and put the two kids on timeout for 20 minutes.
    “Jordon talk to me!” Anne begged again. “WHY?!?” Jordon finally exploded the silence. “You just bought that TV without permission! I got laid off, Anne!” Anne whimpered and curled up in a ball on the floor. “I’m sorry.” He heard. He knelt down to his wife, “Look-next time wewe want to buy luxuries, and we have run the numbers.” Anne nodded and hugged the 22 mwaka old. Then they kissed for like an saa until Joey started to wail. It was a piercing sound-Anne got up and held the baby in her arms. She put him to sleep and went back to her room where Jordon was just laying…looking so…hot.
    Tucker looked into the baby’s eyes as he cried. Lindsay had died during labor. Ashlynn came out, “I’m so sorry, Mr. Shuman.” Ashlynn alisema and sat down inayofuata to Tucker. “I can’t believe she died.” Ashlynn nodded and took the bloody gloves off. “Mr. Shuman-would wewe like to come nyumbani with me tonight for dinner?” Tucker nodded, “Thank you, yes, I would. And call me Tucker.” Ashlynn smiled and helped Tucker out of the pink cushy chair with the baby. “Are wewe ready to meet my husband and my kids?” Ash asked. Tucker laughed and nodded, “Oh, yeah and my kids friend Jasmine?” Tucker continued his laughing frenzy until the little booger, Thomas started to wail. “Oops.” Tucker said. Ashlynn sighed and took the baby boy and rocked him. He fell asleep and Ashlynn silently handed a nurse named ‘Barb’ the baby. “Thanks, Barb!” she yelled as she ran out to her Ford truck.
    Luke was wrangling two squirming girls in his grip when Ian started to scream at the juu of his lungs. Luke sighed and shut his eyes tight, “Girls-stay out of trouble!” he alisema and ran as best as a man can with 2 girls hanging onto his skinny jean pants. Ian was in his bouncy scooter bouncing away. “Ian, baby boy, what’s wrong?” Luke asked as he carefully picked up the baby. But then both Kat and jimmy, hunitumia lurched forward. Luke flung mbele in like slow-mo and got himself turned around so when they fell Ian was lying on Luke’s chest. Ian started to laugh which surprised Luke because he’d just had a major fall. jimmy, hunitumia started to laugh which caused Kat to laugh. Luke put Ian on the floor and sat up. Now, he had a major headache. He looked around. The kitanda which was usually amazing, leather-Luke’s favorite. And the coffee tables were covered in mysterious red gook. Suddenly his Marafiki Sean and Haley barged in. “HI!” Haley alisema and handed Luke Adrian. “Here’s Uncle Luke!” Haley alisema and ran into the jikoni to find some of his kids. “Hey, man!” Sean alisema putting down Andy, Katlynn, and Eli. Eli ran over to Ian. Ian was clapping his hands because he saw Eli. Luke said, “Yo! What’s up?” “Nothing much, Hal’s been begging for a siku off.” Luke laughed and looked over at Haley. He laughed; she was playing with the girls. “So, what are wewe guys doing here? Shouldn’t wewe be at a fancy mansion?” Sean rolled his eyes, “Nope-your wife invited us!”
    Hannah got up off her booty and grabbed her cell phone.
Four missed calls
Twelve missed texts
Hannah laughed 2 texts from Anne,
Anne- Watch out! Haley’s got something up her sleeve.
Anne- U going 2 Ash’s BBQ?
4 texts from Kaylee:
Kaylee- Ashlynn’s inviting me 2 her BBQ.
Kaylee- Curtis is crying.
Kaylee- GR8, Mona is crying now 2.
Kaylee- Spoke 2 soon-now Jayson is crying 2.
2 texts from Haley:
Haley- I’m @ Luke’s house WOO! And I have my 500 kids w/ me.
Haley- HELP! I’M FRIGGIN’ HUNGRY!!
3 texts from Luke:
Luke- U coming here? I’m cooking.
Luke- HANNAH!!!
Luke- COME ON!
1 text from Jacob:
Jacob- I’m picking u up in 5. B ready.
HONK, HONK! It was Jacob. He was in the pickup truck. Hannah laughed and grabbed Cole. She put him on her hip then drug the girls out. She put Cole in his kiti, kiti cha and put Jess in first. She turned around to grab Jennifer. But she wasn’t their. It was as if she had run away. “Jessica, where is your sister?” Jessica giggled in her kiti, kiti cha and shrugged. “JACOB!” Hannah screamed. “Yeah, babe?” he asked. “Where’s Jennifer?” Hannah screamed. Jacob suddenly got alarmed he dropped his cell phone and darted over to her. “You were supposed to be watching her!” he yelled. Hannah ran over to the swing set out back. Jen wasn’t there. She ran over to the baby pool. She wasn’t wading in it either. Jacob went over to the picnic meza, jedwali where the checkers board was written in. She was sitting their crying. “HANNAH!! Here she is!!” he yelled. Hannah was their in 10 sekunde flat. “OH! JEN!” Hannah yelled as she picked up the toddler. “Mommy, mad at me.” Jennifer told her father. “What?” “Mommy, mad at me.” Jennifer repeated.
    Maybe Kaylee hadn’t married anyone. So what?!? It wasn’t her fault it was that girl, Ally’s. But soon after that horrid break-up party Kaylee found herself pregnant. And not only with a baby-with…triplets! She was so scared; she ran away and lived with her grandma in Tennessee. She was 9 months pregnant and gave birth to two stunning baby boys (Curtis and Jayson) and a beautiful baby girl (Mona). Soon, Kaylee went to see her friends. kwa then they were all nineteen. First she went to see Haley (who was pregnant at the time…with…OMG, Sean!) Haley oohed and aahed over Curtis, Mona, and Jayson. Sean really didn’t care-he was too busy rounding up Haley’s money and the baby toys. It was there first child so they were pretty excited. And then 2 months after Haley gave birth to Elliot Troy Doyle, Sean proposed! But back to Kaylee, she went to see Hannah who was also pregnant with twins. She also loved the triplets. But, still Kaylee hadn’t even told Tucker about his babies.
    Ashlynn might seem all smiles but she was starting to have sekunde thoughts on Tucker being here. She had Kaylee their too. But she guessed things would be alright, she had all her best Marafiki their and her godchildren (Haley’s kids and Hannah’s kids: Haley was the godmother of hers and Sean was godfather of Ash and Luke’s). As Ashlynn entered the room she saw Haley sitting on Luke’s lap (which wasn’t weird, they acted like siblings), and Sean was getting wrapped up in tinfoil kwa jimmy, hunitumia and Kat (with the help of Anne). Jordon was playing Lego’s with Andy and Elliot. Anne’s twins, Mia and Joey were sucking on binkies kwa the highchairs. Her other kid, Lucy was playing with Ian. Adrian was content twisting her big sister, Katlynn’s hair. While Eli was wanting on his mommy’s lap. FUN! Tucker entered and looked at everyone. His face was tear-stained. Although Ashlynn felt bad for him, she told him to help himself to the chakula lying on the plates in the jikoni and he headed strait for the food. “ASHLYNN!” Haley screamed and jumped off Luke’s lap. He screeched because her bony butt hurt like heck! Ashlynn laughed and hugged Haley. “What’s up?” Ashlynn yelled and kissed Luke. “Nothing, your hubby is supposed to be making me a drink.” Haley alisema back to Ashlynn. Haley reached in her pocket and got out some tiny rubber wanyama that had pencil marks, they were ripped and one even had FAT printed on the side. It was the crew. Haley handed Ashlynn the rubber big piggy. Whenever, Haley and Ashlynn were in 5th grade they made up a Bus onyesha called, “The Fattie Family” they called it. Ryen was the blue (now almost white) koala named Charles. Haley was Baby Fattie, a small red and yellow parrot. Callista, Haley’s cousin was Charles’ daddy, Conner who was dating Ashlynn’s character, Mrs.Fattie. Cally was coming that night to the chajio, chakula cha jioni party for Haley and Ashlynn. Cally had 1 child so far, Marilynn who was 4 and a ½ now. Haley was in upendo with all the kids here so its no surprise that whenever Cally waltzed in with Marilynn and her husband, Tom, Haley picked up Marilynn ASAP! Alex, Cally’s older sis had to come of course, she had 3 kids, Zoë who was 2 and a ½, Cleo who was 2 months, and Cleo’s twin, Victor. Alex was pregnant again, with twins, again!! So yeah, it was a party. Alex came immediately over to her cousin Haley and hugged her.
    Haley ate a cracker, mkate mkavu with cheese and then took a drink of the white wine. Maybe wine wasn’t so bad after all. She was in the jikoni with herself whenever she felt a cold hand on her shoulder. “Hey cutie.” She heard the voice say. She knew it was Sean so she turned around and kissed him strait on the lips. “Hey. What’s up hottie?” He smirked and grabbed her kwa the waist, “Want another kid, because, I’m not sure if I can keep my hands off you.” I rolled my eyes, “I’m not sure, I already have five…but if wewe really don’t think wewe can…” They laughed as he dragged her out to the minivan. The windows in the back were tinted and the shina was like pitch black so…yeah….


*hope wewe liked! 8 whole pages (almost) so…* *Tell me what u think!*
posted by wolfclan121
I loved to write songs. These beautiful poems of love, heartbreak, life and misery. I still do. Shame they'll never reach the world as I hoped.
But, life is life and death is well, death. I wish I could still play with Eyes Of The Wolf, my old band. I remember the lullaby I wrote for Jannet when she had nightmares.


'Prr, Prr
Of the Cat on the mat so peaceful
Cheep, Cheep
Of the Bird in the garden so alive
Neigh, Neigh
Of the Horse on the racecourse so mwepesi, teleka
Woof, Woof
Of the Pup in the tulips so playful
But now please my dear Jannet rest
So tomorrow wewe take life's inayofuata test'




I still sing it to her every night. But she can't hear me now. Maybe i'm just not imba loud enough. Sometimes she hears me sing a few lines. I know because sometimes when I sing she'll start crying. I don't know why. Maybe she misses me. au maybe I scare her. I don't know. The world is a very strange place
posted by SueLuvsVJ101
 The leader, Miranda, looking like she stepped from a 17 magizine, as always.
The leader, Miranda, looking like she stepped from a 17 magizine, as always.
I watched the 'It' girls stride down the hall. They smiled their perfect, white toothed smiles at cute senior boys, who of course drooled and practicially fell over. The way they looked, you'd think they owned the school. The leader, Miranda, pulled out her perfectly intact iPhone with its blinged out pink case, and texted quickly, lavender thumbs tapping the screen. Her crew, Kristen and Lillianna, dutifully following like mbwa on leashes. Miranda was a beautifully devious, and knew how to make it hurt HARD. Lillianna wasn't much for saying anything, anything NICE, that is. And of course,...
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posted by jklilly56
    “Dude are wewe even ready for school inayofuata Monday? I haven’t had time to go shopping with getting ready for fair and everything.” I was talking to my best friend Kat on the phone since I was freaking out about doing two project boards in less than 12 hours. “Hell to the no I’m not, wewe know me procrastinating Randy. We’ll have to go shopping on Sunday when we’re all done cleaning up.” It was so hard getting ready to go into our freshman mwaka when our first siku after the county fair ended. “Randy! How am I ever going to get all my clothes figured out?!”...
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posted by nick_cross
When I awoke it was already dark out, and there was a man on the other side of the porch screaming out into the night, I rose and tried to listen. I couldn’t make out much of what he was saying but it sounded like he was asking a lot of questions. For a sekunde I thought maybe he was screaming at somebody. Out of curiosity, I started walking over to him to see who he was screaming at. When I got close enough I could see that he was looking up facing the sky, I couldn’t see his face because it was covered kwa the shadow casted from the ceiling of the porch. When I got even closer I smelled...
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Greetings writers club, i am also an artist like all of wewe :) i am the A&Os best heavy metal song writer and i want to onyesha wewe all what i can do :).

branded the animal:

VERSE 1:
Branded like an animal
The lack of sleep will burn in my mind
You won't leave until wewe make your message clear
(for peace of mind) (for peace if mind)

VERSE 2:
Breathing very deeply
You will never know how I feel
Leaving me with picha of perfect insanities field
(for peace of mind) (for peace of mind)

CHORUS:
Leaves me with Words of pure damnation that I am.
(cause i am damnation personified)
i have been
branded like...
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posted by ttmrktmnrfn0830
This is a song inspired kwa Anastasia's Once Upon a December. Also, it's the main song for my novel-in-progress, Imaginary. It's a song in which one of the main characters sings to cheer her up when she's scared. And once I finally get the story ilitumwa here, you'll actually see the depth and power and horror of the song.
Written kwa a friend of mine from school.

Midnight settles, darkness falls
Close your eyes and remember
Fallen angels always sing
Once upon a December

Blood is flowing and it's warm,
Life's nightmares are like a storm
Demons dancing gracefully
across my memory

Broken butterflies with torn wings
The pain they will always remember
Fallen angels, I hear them sing
Once upon a December.
posted by LovingLucy
Scraping at the boughs,
Unknowns becomeths known,
Where shards break across my skin as my mind is shredded into nothing.
How did I get here?
How did I become this?
How do I get out?
Trapped inside a thousand mirrors,
Seeing so many façades,
Which one is me?
Carved up and bleeding,
Happy unconscious,
Pepped up to go?
Nails scratch into my brain,
As I pick apart memories,
For a clue.
An inkling.
An idea.
Lost!
I’m so lost!
Where do I fit in anymore?
Who am I?
And how did I wind up here?
posted by Vampiyaa
   "What's wrong with Raphael?" Amena asked confusedly, entering the jikoni in which Linda was preparing dinner. 
   "He's just down about something," Linda said, smiling at Amena. "He'll be out the dakika he smells dinner." Amena took the spoon from Linda's hand and smiled.
   "Don't worry, I can finish up here," she alisema warmly. "Why don't wewe rest for a while outside, maybe get some fresh air?" The sekunde Linda left Amena began digging for a pot.
   Raphael may have stolen my first kiss, she thought bitterly. But that doesn't mean that I shouldn't help him out...

Raphael lay there...
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Can I Hate You?

Can I Hate You? I dont know.
You did so much, to make me smile,
I wish I hadnt fallen so hard, so fast, with my eyes closed.
You loved me,I think, I know I loved you.
I cant just throw it away over night.
I want wewe back, here with me.
I miss being yours, I miss it.
I know I'm strong, I know I'll live.
I know I wont die.
Can I hate you? I dont know.
I've decided I cant, no matter your choices,
It hurts yes, to see wewe go
But I can pull up my pullups,
And do it with dignaty,
Yes theyve asked, but i alisema no
I dont want them, I want you.
But I guess that cant happen.
So can I hate you? No.


So were...
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posted by para-scence
I was able to find a kiti, kiti cha with a little sixth grader. She pushed herself to the window, making sure she was as far from me as she could get. What, was I diseased? I ignored her and just stared at the kiti, kiti cha in front of me, avoiding eye contact with anyone.

After about a twenty dakika bus ride, we got to the school. Afraid to be noticed, I waited until most of the people got off the bus. This really annoyed the sixth grader; I had her trapped, so she had to wait until I got the guts to cut someone off. Finally, I started to get off the bus, when I felt hands on my back. As I was getting off, they...
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posted by Moonlight_Kitty
The night was hollow, the moon casting gray shadows through the dark forest as he ran.
Darting between trees, jumping over fallen logs, he glided through the forest like a cloaked shadow himself. He was aware of the others in the forest, the dark beasts that chased him. He stopped as several beasts jumped in front of him. Their red eyes held fast to him as their skin rippled and bubbled. He gritted his teeth, once these had been normal dogs, mbwa he had played with long ago. Now they were beasts of the blackest element, chained to a dark and dismal fate, and loyal to their creator.
He brought...
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posted by Jawas4eva
I need to find a name for my character. She is a twelve mwaka old girl with short, kinda boyish blonde hair. She has a curious and Mischievous personality and a tomboyish attitude. She loves Music, she plays kinanda and guitar, gitaa and can play the Saxaphone really well. She is also very good in school. She has green eyes and likes to draw and write. Her main flaw is when she makes mistakes she has trouble realising that she is only human, and humans make mistakes. I am trying to find a good name but I am having a lot of trouble. Please help!
posted by QueridaPantufa
It was a dark day. The wind was rushing through the trees and the rain came down without any mercy. I was alone in the house, searching for something I could do on this stormy day.
I decided to go outside, so I could feel nature’s power rushing through my veins.

Once I opened the door, I felt like I was about to enter a whole different world.
The wind was blowing in my ears and my clothes were soaked the moment I stepped outside.
But I kept going. I did not want to go back. I wanted to keep moving forward.
I wanted to become one with the rain, become one with the wind. I wanted to be the rain...
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posted by ambers1999
I woke up shivering with a red blanket that had holes in it. I see Jason in a clear cage with breathing holes in the juu and bottom of it, right in front was two men that I woke up to in my dream. I didn't care, I cared about why was Jason in the cage!"Get out of here, wewe shouldn't be here".Jason alisema weakly."No I'm not leaving you, I want to know that your ok"! I alisema putting my hand on one of the holes on the cage."I'm find babe just leave before wewe get hurt"! He alisema desperately. He put his hand where my and was, and I could feel the warmth of the upendo he had for me. I saw that he had...
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posted by para-scence
A week later, Blair had gotten us all settled in. I had the one spare bedroom, Kirsten and Sage slept on air mattresses in the other spare bedroom, Paige had a bedroom in the basement, and Mom slept on the pullout couch. Blair and her husband were so nice for taking us in, I'd never be able to thank them enough.

Mom still hadn't found a job. This pleased me, despite our awali conversation. I liked it when she was around. She was fun to talk to, and she understood me sometimes. Even if she didn't, she listened to me.

She seemed nicer too, and zaidi caring.

Back at home, when she was actually...
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I'm kinda new to writing(well sorta. I'm uandishi a book in the Teen Titans club) So I decided to see if I could write a good story. So here's a prologue and please tell me what wewe think of this so I can see if I should start uandishi the story au not.

Four Hundred years ago, a girl named Akari Kokawa lived in a small village in Japan. She lived alone with her Father, . She never knew her mother for she was killed kwa her husband's brother. Akari's father was a cruel man. He beat his child and would often sell her body to men for money. She had enough of his torture and stabbed him to death...
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posted by ttmrktmnrfn0830
Introduction


Everybody has a friend. Someone to talk to, to share your secrets with. Someone in this cold cruel world that wewe could trust. A friend doesn't exactly have to be a person. It could be a pet, a journal-sometimes a banana-or even a rock. A friend doesn't have to be real, either. A character from a story au movie, perhaps? But that's still something everyone can look at, hear, au feel. Well, some of those make-believe friends, not actors, are things only you can look at, hear, and feel. Now those are called imaginary friends, as wewe probably know. Imaginary Marafiki can be anything wewe want them to be. An animal, a creature wewe made up, a monster, au just another human being. There are rare cases when special people have imaginary Marafiki that...are not exactly in the afterlife. But, no matter what, whatever kind of friend it is, that one true friend will always be there for you.
Always.
Always.
Always...
posted by gabatron3000
Coming soon, I promise. :):):):):)::):))::):)):):):):):):):):):):)):):):):)::)):):):):):):)::):):)):):):):):):):):):)):):)::))::):):))::):):):):)):)::):))))))))))))))):):):):):):)):):):):):):)::)):):):):)::)):):):::):)):):):):))::):):):)):XPXPXPXPXPXPXPXPXPXPXXPXPXPXPPXXP:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D::D:D:D:D:D:D::D:DD::DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
posted by r260897
Zean sat on his kitanda with his Zeal. He looked at “her” with upendo but pain in his eyes. He was about to play something but stopped when his door was knocked. It was Ben. “ Ben, what are wewe doing here? Its mid…” he wasn’t completed when Ben alisema “its just 4:45 p.m. it isn’t midnight. Zean, I don’t know about you. But I know our Zean. Please don’t try to bury your past in your moyo coz it will occupy the room, which happiness and joy should own. It isn’t midnight and neither your life…. Don’t make it midnight. Well gotta go. I promised Ilm to teach him to play drums,...
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posted by para-scence
Inspired kwa the song, "Looking Glass" kwa The Birthday Massacre.

"Waiting as I'm wanting to. Speaking as I'm spoken to. Changing to your point of view. I fade as I follow you. A boyish notion of false emotion. These words are spoken despite my love. A fool's devotion was set in motion. My eyes are open now."




I'd thought there was nothing wrong.

"He's really sweet, I promise," I'd said. They just didn't know him like I did. It made me angry. He really wasn't bad; just some anger management problems. That was no reason to be afraid.

Now I wasn't so sure.

"Look at me when I talk to you," he snapped....
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