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The Birth Of Freedom Crew
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Posted: Sun Dec 18, 2011 7:46 pm
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2011 4:09 pm
 Brion Daniel Wool d ι ѕ т я ι ¢ т 8
I'M UNDECIDED. I DON'T KNOW WHO I AM. ● ● ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ● ● "Yeah, alright! Bye guys!" I give my parents a smile before I leave. They're my best friends. I know how cheesy that may sound, but it's true. Since I'm not really much of a talker at school, I don't really have any friends. I exchange a few 'hellos' and 'byes' but other than that, I'm kind of alone. I honestly don't care if I'm acknowledged or not, but I do get annoyed when people ask me why I'm so quiet. What I do is my own business. It's not really something for anyone else to know.
When I'm a good distance away from my house, I think about what I should do. It all depends on the weather. The clear skies give me a sense of peace and relief. It probably wont rain at all and that gives me the perfect opportunity to poke around in the forest. My backpack is filled with things that I would need if I get bored.
District 8 is mostly fun to those who enjoy clothing. I can care less. To be honest, isolation is my favorite kind of thing. Just in case things get nuts, I always like to keep myself busy to keep my mind off everything, but working with items such as clothing makes me drowsy and bored. I do, however, use it when I'm in a crafty mood. When I see the forest from a good view, I run for it, hoping no one finds me.
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