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Homework done!! Yes!!! 48 hours of nothing but homework and I finally finished!! Check that off on the to do list!! I'll admit I wanted to stop, a lot. That much homework is overwhelming. I had started with the math homework, gotten halfway done with it, and then switched to language arts. Finished that subject and moved on to U.S. History. After finishing that, I went back to doing math. That's when Gal came in and we had that incident with Ian and the frying pan. Then, after making sure Ian was securely chained to the wall and Gal left, I finished the math homework, did whatever comp. tech homework I had, and then practiced my music for choir. After all that was done, I cleaned up and took a quick cat nap.

Now, about an hour after all that was completed, I was awake and Ian was still out. His light had not been lit. I could only think of 3 reasons of why he wouldn't be awake yet:

1. he was super tired and needed some sleep

2. he was having a chat with his boss, Darkness (for some reason those "all powerful" beings only talked to us when we were knocked out. Not cool!!)

3. I hit him really hard with the frying pan

I sincerely doubt it was the 3rd option simply because I have the upper body strength of 3 blades of grass all braided together (you can ask my besties, we had a debate about this). Well, I had nothing left to do.

So, I asked myself, what should I do now? And that's when I got my first real glimpse of the wall I was leaning against. I had never even considered that this stone was anything but normal dark gray stone. I had never thought to look at it before my eye ball was right next to it (my head was leaning against the wall). You couldn't tell until you were up-close, but the gray color looked more like mud or dirt than and a rock did.

Alright, this is where the smart-allic says, "But rocks are made of dirt." Yeah, I know. But if you've ever looked at a rock compared to the dirt it was next to, there's a difference. Not to mention that the rock this wall was made of was supposedly the finest. The elves had built this palace long ago, and they wouldn't have built with a rock that wasn't just made of dirt but looked like it too. So that was my thought process at the time. Back to the story...

I took a closer look at it, and then I decided I was going all Sherlock Holmes on this wall. I took out a ginormous magnifying glass that's bigger than your face and looked at the wall. Yep, the wall didn't look like rock, it looked like DIRT. Dirt that has been mud before but has since dried out. I put my finger on the wall and slid it across it. I grossed out at what I came back with. My fingertip was covered in black dirt!! There was layer after layer after layer of nothing but dirt on these walls!! Gross!! I wasn't going to stay in a pigsty like this!! And that's when I found something to do....

I pulled out every cleaning chemical I could thing of. Comet, Lysol wipes, that shower spray stuff, Kaboom Foam Tastic with Oxi Clean stain fighters, I even pulled out the toilet cleaner!! It had bleach, that could help this wall a lot.

I started with the Comet. Basically, it's this green powder stuff that you mix with water to make an awesome cleaning agent. I thought a normal rag would do the trick; bad decision. I dunked the rag into my mixture of water and comet and then started scrubbing the wall. It was like trying to scrub the desert plain!! Was it going to be clean because I'm scrubbing it with a rag? Heck no!!! All I did was turn the dirt to mud. So I got out a power brush and scrubbed with that instead after that. It took off some 2 layers of dirt from the one corner. After that the my cleaning mixer was black. Time to try something else.

I next went to the shower spray. Spray and scrub, spray and scrub, spray and scrub. It took forever!! So I took off the lid of the bottle and dumped its whole contents on the wall. I basically threw it against the wall. That did very little to get this dirt off of the wall (if you can imagine that...).

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