Ipods

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It was a normal,quiet pretty boring day for me at school just me and those werid voices in my head/imaginary friend like 100% always. I was sitting in the old over grown school gardens with my heavy boots tapping away at the gravel. Nobody ever dared to go near the garden because there was rumours about voices coming from in there it was proprably me singing happily away into a new world. Most of the time I tried summoning those stupid,idiotic ghosts like Charlie Charlie and Bloody Mary but it never,actually ever really worked but the only reason that I mostly went in there was to meet the boy from over the fence who came to visit me whenever he possibly could. He was a tall boy with mediterranean coloured skin he was at least thirteen or fourteen and was interested in everything( no literally everything)I did. I was one of those pepole who was interested in nerdy stuff and at the same time disliked nerdy things also I had a light ginger hair and I was slightly tanned and had bright, Sky blue eyes . My only comfort was my damaged iPod touch 2nd gen and last time I checked it was in the toilet no or was it the sink no it must have been the pop bottle incident. Wow so many memories from that old,part dead iPod.

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