A Love Story
Ender was a very ripe
boy. His father was a middle situationed man. He was from
middle-pole. To make his son read in good schools he made
everything coming from his hand. He took everything to
eye .Even he made his wife's "It's five in one
place's" read. His mother was a house woman. Every
job used to come from her hand. In making food there was
no one on her top. The taste of the observations she
cooked used to stay on your palate. This woman made her
hair broom for her son.
First he pulled a deep inside. And then his eyes turned. He couldn't catch himself. He wanted to send them to wooden willage, but he collected himself and felt that the basket weather blowing for him.
He decided to leave them head to head. At that moment the satan poked him. He fit to the satan, pulled his gun and fired. However, a man passing stayed under lead rain and poor man went to who hit. He erected the horse-shoes.
In one moment, scarletish
doomsday broke. The without mirrors came. They took all
of them under eye. Jale's inside was blood crying. The
man died eye seeing seeing. And so, this job finished in
the Black Arm.
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