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Tuesday, May 4, 2010

A nother voice of roller baldes

    As i sit there day after day the a bright light is coming from the door but with one slender hand reaches in to a dark cobbed but the skate board gets grab but then i do. As i get put on with every pull it tickles but it is nice to get out again. as we glide across the dull pavement not rely gliding more like glide bump glide bump ect. but i was a lot of fun. we fireing after the ice cream truck. We halt with one big jerk! cause we had up to the ice cream truck as the ice cream id bitten a piece of the caramel falls off on to me it splattered on my sky blue roller blades the drop fell like  drop of c Carmel firey death boom!it land with a frighting stomic turning, drop and very small drop the size of a human size pinkie if that's what they call it??????  then we ride to the side of the road and with one of the those white paper thing that can have a different patterns on them.

Bye the end of the day i was so over tired that be fore i was but in the dark old drafty cupboard i call home, But i knew that in a weeks times i will be on the ruff road once again!!

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