Sunday, April 28, 2013

Park.

I'm going to the park with B, and my little brother. I have my knife, and B is bringing his bat so we can protect ourselves, and my little bro if anything happens. I really dont wanna go to this park because of all the trees and the fact that its dark, and sorta secluded, but my grandmother is making me take him. If I see anything that doesnt seem right I'll leave. Its probably gonna be fine, but i'm saying this, so if something happens to me you'll know what happened.

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  1. Hope your okay...dying in a park wouldn't be an ideal death. Then again, dying period isn't ideal.

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    1. I'm fine. Not much happened at the park, which is too bad. I was kinda hoping on kicking some ass.

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