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Submitted On Mar27/09 Hits 2518 Summary:
A true story of when i was 6, not 12, when I got kidnapped. There is more to this story that I did not tell.
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Hello. My name is Russell. I am a perfect example of an ordinary 16-year-old horse. I watch TV, play video games, and hang out with my friends; you know, all the stuff teens do. My birthday is on February 14th, Valentines Day, and I just turned 16 last week. All of my birthdays have been wonderful. All except one. It was my Twelfth birthday. It was a bright, sunny day. The daffodils were a vibrant yellow, swaying in the wind like children on a swing set. The trees were jolly green giants, greeting me as I made my way from my blue, two-story, Victorian style home. I was headed towards the mall, where my friends and I like to hang out. My friends are: Tony, the tall, lean, muscular, lion that works at Hot Topic in the mall; Lee, the short, plump, snow leopard that works at the bakery, that is right across the hall from Hollister, where Jeff, her boyfriend, works; Jeff is an average- sized, gray- furred surfer wolf. Anyway, they told me that they had planned something special for my twelfth birthday, not just th...
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![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Mar27/09 21:55:27
Ny the way, this is one of my crapier works. If you would like to know the real story, just leave me a comment or email me at . Thank you for taking the time and reading my story. I am working on two more stories that will, hopefully, be better than this one.
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