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Old 10-19-2007, 08:50 PM   #19 (permalink)
Mr flyez
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i just got off from work, i saw all of your guys replys. English is not my first language. I was born in africa, had a mother and a father like you guys.

This is a small story I typed on microsoft word early today.


The traffic light turns blue, as Jane fiercely hammered on the brakes of his rainbow colored 1995 honda accord civic. Cruising with the winds, the feeling of comfort, restless covered his inter thought. There was a sound, about a mile away, felt forever to reach. As the sound approach, Jane was slower than a turtle. His heart rate dropped like a glass from a 12 story building, which was impossible to repair. A man dressed like a clown was behind him, but, his face was motionless. He came face to face with Jane. He demanded, “May I see your driver license and Insurance, sir?” Jane obeyed. The officer was done investigating; Jane thought he was free as a bird since he had all his documents. Sadly, his luck was defeated, and he received a ticket for running a red light.

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