domingo, 21 de marzo de 2010

Light the cut

I was seeing tv when we were in the dark, and it scares much to me. My mother and my father were witch my small sister is its room.

My father encendio the lauters and the radio to listen what happened with the brownout.

I witch my sister renained slept bacause never and arive the ligh.


THE END

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