The Penguin Song Tribute
Sketchy from way back when

Title-less: Chapter EightCHAPTER EIGHTTitle-less: Chapter Eight
Aire is twelve years old. She isnt allowed to turn on the lights; Jeremy is trying to cut down the cost of the electricity again. The hallway is dark, the shadows creeping across the floor and Aire desperately tries to avoid them. She holds on tightly to Ti as she makes her way down to the kitchen. Lilian is cooking spaghetti, one of Jeremys favorite dishes. The steam rises in the air, and Aire comes out to reach for the warmth, but Lilian slaps her hand away. Aire turns away, sad, the
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~E femm muja oui du taydr ev oui lyh nayt drec.~
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~E femm muja oui du taydr ev oui lyh nayt drec.~
Yeah, I read about the thing with the eye... If it doesn't offend you, I'll have you know that I laugh at you. Hahahaha
(Though a fear of needles doesn't sound like fun.... wonder if there is a scientific name or whatnot for that...)
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~E femm muja oui du taydr ev oui lyh nayt drec.~
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Look at meh! Meh iz ah bunnih!
Oh yeah, all that stuff about 'welcome to Da'. Really though, welcome. I'll be looking atcha your stuff! I'm still new too (I guess) and I hope all goes well for you!
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Look at meh! Meh iz ah bunnih!
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~E femm muja oui du taydr ev oui lyh nayt drec.~
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~I am not racist, i hate everyone equally...am i insane?~
I believe I already added you.... Sorry I am replying so late. >>' My stupid journal entry is so long, I never bother to scroll all the way down here.
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~E femm muja oui du taydr ev oui lyh nayt drec.~
cha!
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~E femm muja oui du taydr ev oui lyh nayt drec.~
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