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Thank You.hundreds of white headstones hundreds of names some forgotten an immense sacrifice "thank you again" the old man said Thank You.
by ~TheShadowsBreathe

The Reunion, part oneFeeling her heart rate pick up, Leokadia looked from the address scribbled on her wrist – the address she’d written on so many letters over the last six years – to the street sign above her. On her wrist was written: “1143 Markelle Ave” in her own neat, curved script. She compared this address in dark blue ink to the neat block letters on the sign: “MARKELLE AVE. 1100-1195”. She took a deep breath in and let it out slowly; she was getting so close. Trying desperately to calm her nerves she turned down the street and began to walk at a steady pace. The gentle scuffing of her shoes on the tidy suburban sidewalk was deafening to Leokadia in her The Reunion, part one
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AF: Residual Memory, Ch. 2“Find anything good?” asked Myndi as she casually filed her nails while lying on her bed.
“No,” replied Serenity who was seated on the floor in front of Myndi’s bed with a laptop on her crossed legs, “Absolutely nothing to see. And Myndi?”
“Mmm?”
“Why do you bother to file your nails? Never get them the way you want and end up having a fit.”
Serenity could almost see the steam issuing from Myndi’s ears as she responded, “I do not! I file them just fine! And I never freak out! Ever!” she was now standing with one hand on her side and the other stretched out, file in hand, looking for all the AF: Residual Memory, Ch. 2
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AF: Residual Memory, Ch. 1Mulch Diggums wandered up to the wrought iron gates of Fowl Manor, checking his reflection in a puddle in the gravel driveway. After a moment of what he thought was an intimidating stare at the security camera, he undid his back flap and unhinged his jaw.
Clearing his throat, he began to tunnel. In mere moments, he was past the gate and resurfacing in front of the large oak door. He re-hinged his jaw, shook the last bits of dirt from his behind, re-buttoned his flap and used a stick to press the doorbell.
*Inside Fowl Manor*
Artemis Fowl Jr. now 16, was on the couch with some of his numerous girlfriends. AF: Residual Memory, Ch. 1
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Sat May 6, 2006, 2:15 PM

Listening to: Armchair Cynics - Lost Control
Reading: "'Tis" by Frank McCourt
Watching: House of Wax

Just felt like I needed a new journal...

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Current Residence: Right behind you. Made you look, didn't I?
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~KampfVerein Dec 11, 2006, 3:03:21 PM

An author is a fool who, not content with boring those he lives with, insists on boring future generations.
- Montesquieu

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~duaith May 5, 2006, 5:58:43 PM

Thank you for the

~my-bleeding-devotion Apr 18, 2006, 8:50:31 PM

Nope, I haven't died.

~OvejaNegra77 Dec 31, 2005, 1:30:11 PM

Hey there!

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~Newphoenix84 Dec 18, 2005, 8:32:36 PM

That jounal entry's been up there for quite a while...

It was nothing really I just really really like the story and thought I could do somthing. Well, thanks for lettin me keep my feet on the ground. *wink*

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