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Thursday, July 13, 2006

My new story.. "I'm Not Fat" please rate 10= best 1=worst....
It was dark, damp and cramped in side that closet. The good news was there was some light. The bad news is that it showed the frighten, pleading eyes of the light brown haired skinny, preppy dress girl next to me. I knew if Rachel wasn’t gagged and tied she would have run away screaming. I turn my head to the red headed average sized girl on my other side. Tessa’s eyes were filled with anger. If she also wasn’t tied up she would strangle the person who did this to us.
I looked then a the rope binding my hands together. Thinking of a way to get out. Then I thought. It’s all my fault Tessa and Rachel are in this postion. I kinda felt sorry for Rachel. Since it’s my fault and all.
Don’t roll your eyes at me Sarah! I’m only telling the truth. I didn’t even want to repeat my story ,but your publisher thought this would be a great story to tell and everyone would read it. Yeah right. Are you writing that too? Sarah! I guess your publishers told you to write everything I said. Then I better start from the beginning. Don’t give me that look Sarah! Get your pencil sharpened and get ready to write.
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Now I never considered myself fat. More like slightly heavier than average. Of course I have a habit of beating people to a fine pulp for calling me fat. You must want to know who I am. My name is Casey Madison. I always keep my long dark brown curly hair down past my shoulders or in a braid. I go to Wesleyan Private High School and my house is right off the beautiful shore of Lake Tahoe, Neveda. I’m an only child of 16. I have my licence and all, but I sadly don’t own a car.
Stop giving me that look Sarah! I’m getting to the story! Well it all started when I got the mail one day. I opened a letter adressed to me.
To be continued..how is it so far?
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