One: Pike
I scrambled out my bedroom window. I slid down the gutter and scampered down the street.
Soon I arrived at a small brick house. Hurrying over to a bedroom window I tapped on it lightly. Moments later a girl's face peered up. Her brown eyes sparkled in the moonlight.
I smiled and beckoned. After awhile she stepped outside onto the cement porch.
"I missed you, Penelope." I said
"I missed you to, Pike." She said
Penelope-Rose walked over and kissed me.
"I found somewhere," I said, "somewhere we could be alone."
"Take me there." said Penelope-Rose.
***
We arrived in a small clearing somewhere near the middle of the woods.
Penelope-Rose's beautiful long red hair sparkled in the moonlight. I kissed her.
"Penelope," I said. " I have a memory of me walking through the woods. I was lost, and I couldn't find my parents. Some-one found me and brought me to there house. They took me to an orphanage and someone came and adopted me."
"Sometimes our memories aren't real." said Penelope-Rose.
But I was sure it was real. I could tell if my memories were real.
I scrambled out my bedroom window. I slid down the gutter and scampered down the street.
Soon I arrived at a small brick house. Hurrying over to a bedroom window I tapped on it lightly. Moments later a girl's face peered up. Her brown eyes sparkled in the moonlight.
I smiled and beckoned. After awhile she stepped outside onto the cement porch.
"I missed you, Penelope." I said
"I missed you to, Pike." She said
Penelope-Rose walked over and kissed me.
"I found somewhere," I said, "somewhere we could be alone."
"Take me there." said Penelope-Rose.
***
We arrived in a small clearing somewhere near the middle of the woods.
Penelope-Rose's beautiful long red hair sparkled in the moonlight. I kissed her.
"Penelope," I said. " I have a memory of me walking through the woods. I was lost, and I couldn't find my parents. Some-one found me and brought me to there house. They took me to an orphanage and someone came and adopted me."
"Sometimes our memories aren't real." said Penelope-Rose.
But I was sure it was real. I could tell if my memories were real.
Larry Potsmoker be a seriez of seven fantasy novels written by tha British lyricist J. K. Rowling. Da books chronicle tha adventurez of a wizard, Larry Potsmoker, n' his wild lil' playaz Ronald Weasley n' Hermione Granger, all of whom is studentz at Hogwartz School of Witchcraft n' Wizardry. Da main story arc concerns Harryz quest ta overcome tha Dark wizard Lord Voldemort, whose aims is ta become immortal, conquer tha wizardin ghetto, subjugate non-magical gangstas, n' destroy all em whoz ass stand up in his way, especially Larry Potsmoker.
Hey so I invented this new kind of thing a while back and I've gotten a lot of people to do it with me. It's basically that if you see an old or pretty or just special tree you'll just bow to it respectfully. Sometimes just give it a bit of your carbon dioxide or some water. And try to plant a new tree somewhere every month or so.
I guess it's just a fun and easy way to help out the environment and i'm trying to get the ball rolling. maybe I'll start a facebook or tumblr for it if it gets popular. Really i'd just like to know your thoughts.
I guess it's just a fun and easy way to help out the environment and i'm trying to get the ball rolling. maybe I'll start a facebook or tumblr for it if it gets popular. Really i'd just like to know your thoughts.