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The Strangely Simple and Curious Incident of The Make-shift Tent.

Mark was looking around,
when he heard a sound.

so strange, so weird, that it the pancake
almost slipped out of his mouth.

He looked around, hoping to catch a glimpse,
perhaps even a silly little rabbit, that was having a sniff.

oh, but he would not get that chance, no he wont, as the sweat massed up in his armpits, the smell was strong.

he shouted,"Come out here, or get back where you belong!"

a shuffle in the bush, a howl he heard,

now mark was in trouble, yes he was, he'd almost wish he'd never have called.

a paw came out, then the head,

he closed his eyes, for he would not want to see what more lay ahead.

the wolf circled mark, its eyes fixed upon him, surely now, the beast would eat him.

but mark did something really, stupid.

he kicked dirt at the wolf.

bad mistake mark, cos in the end, you never lived to tell about the wolf.

lol, that's super retarded,

haha anyways, its been quite sometime. i realised that i've always been running away from stuff. like, problems and bad results.

i'll just go do my own things and try to forget about it. sounds childish doesn't it?

it's really time i learnt to move on,

i'm gonna start facing stuff and finishing stuff, and i'm gonna go start studying!

hee hee!bye!