Saturday, March 22, 2008

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The cold felt like a knife to my face as i left the warmth of my house.
I walked down to the bus stop waiting quietly i see a bright yellow bus coming towards me.
I walk on i walk slowly to the seat i always sit in.
The bus turned and slowly arrived at the next stop
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kaitlin skelding
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