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Post by Keeley Stevenson on Jun 2, 2007 6:38:03 GMT -5
In the Park. Bakward and forward. Up and Down. Sun beaming into her eyes, blinding her sight. Was it a good thing, or was it a bad thing. Right now Keeley was undiceided. Life was like that, a big decision which you couldn't make until it had already happened.
Letters, phone calls. All wanting her, all needing her. But it was her choice to make but it would cause others to break. What to do, yes or no. That was always the only choice to the question really. Yes or No. Right now, it was fading to yes but part of her wanted the no.
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Post by Tamsin Braithwaite on Jun 2, 2007 6:45:47 GMT -5
Tamsin was out walking Pouge, tossing the ball far away watching him run off. Being some meters from the park she glanced in just seeing a girl on the swings. Turning around not thinking who it might be for a moment she grabbed the ball again and wrestled with Pouge tugging the ball out his mouth, throwing the ball yet again.
Turning around he walked closer to the fence of the park, pausing seeing who it was and slowly she opened the gate and walked inside, eventually going over to the girl to whom didn't look very happy
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Post by Keeley Stevenson on Jun 2, 2007 6:49:15 GMT -5
Keeley was lost in thought, till she heard the gate open. As she looked up she had her fists clenched to the swing as she hoped it wasn't a bunch of younger kids acting all hard. But relief washed over her when she saw it was just a girl and a dog.
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Post by Tamsin Braithwaite on Jun 2, 2007 6:54:50 GMT -5
Podge ran straight past the girl on the swing and searched for the ball in a hedge. Tam sin saw that the girl was startled when she had come through the gate. "I didn't mean to scare you." Tam sin said while she did the zip up her jacket 'cause the cold started to bother her.
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Post by Keeley Stevenson on Jun 2, 2007 7:40:58 GMT -5
"Oh, it's okay. I just wasn't sure who it would be." Keeley wasn't sure what she should say. She didn't want to make herself sound scared of the dark, but sometimes she was.
"I'm Keeley, by the way. Keeley Stevenson" She said still swinging on the swing.
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Post by Tamsin Braithwaite on Jun 2, 2007 7:50:33 GMT -5
"Good, good." Pouge ran back to her, she grabbed the ball from him which he had tightly in his mouth and through it as far as she could which wasn't that far.
"Hi Keeley, I'm Tamsin Braithwaite. You can call me Tamz if you want i don't really mind."
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Post by Keeley Stevenson on Jun 2, 2007 8:13:55 GMT -5
Keeley watched the dog run after the ball. She smiled as she saw how happy the dog looked as he ran. She wished to be like that, secretly wanted to be free, like a bird. Keeley turned back to face Tamsin, "What's the dogs name?" She asked.
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Post by Tamsin Braithwaite on Jun 2, 2007 16:30:06 GMT -5
“His names Pouge, strange name I know but I thought it sounded nice.” She walked up to the other swing and sat down beside Keeley. “I’ve hade him for about a year, he’s actually my aunt but she doesn’t really take care of him. Only me and her boyfriend.” Pouge came back to her, Tamsin picked him and stroked him while he was on her knee.
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Post by Keeley Stevenson on Jun 2, 2007 16:31:56 GMT -5
“He is really cute.” Keeley said as she came closer to Pouge, “You are so cute.” She remembered when she had a dog, well it wasn’t hers though it was the next door neighbors but she loved it and walked it like she was her own. “Bella.” She whispered to herself.
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Post by Tamsin Braithwaite on Jun 2, 2007 16:36:05 GMT -5
Tamsin nodded at the comment of Pouge being cute. Pouge jumped off her lamp and ran after a pair of squirrels. "Who's Bella?" She asked confused, while she made sure the dog didn't go far or eat the squirrels.
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Post by Keeley Stevenson on Jun 4, 2007 11:01:42 GMT -5
"Oh, no one really." Keeley wanted to change the subject, this really wasn't what she wanted to talk about. "Want to play the game 'which do you prefer' or whatever the game is called?" She asked, she didn't really want Tamsin to go.
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Post by Tamsin Braithwaite on Jun 4, 2007 11:07:55 GMT -5
"Sure, we can play that," She looked over at Pouge, she called him back and put his lead back on and tied him to the swing thing, "You go first." Tamsin suggested while she turned round a bit to face Keeley.
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Post by Keeley Stevenson on Jun 4, 2007 11:13:33 GMT -5
"Okay," Keeley also turned sideways to face Tamsin, "What would you prefer, to die because of cold or warmth. What i mean is would you prefer to die in a big freezer or big oven?" She asked, "Or microwave."
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Post by Tamsin Braithwaite on Jun 4, 2007 11:17:10 GMT -5
"That's a tough one." Tamsin put her hand to her mouth and she made a 'thinking' face. It was a hard one to choose, "Well do i die slowly in the big freezer, or like do bits fall off?" She asked, Tamsin usually asked question before she answered things like this.
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Post by Keeley Stevenson on Jun 4, 2007 14:07:42 GMT -5
"Well it depends on the temperature, but what you really need to think about is which way would you prefer?" Keeley asked as she crossed her legs.
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