Book of Randomness

The Master of Stealth

I'm extremely good at hiding things.
I can hide objects, secrets, people, feelings, etcetera.

One thing I'm having fun hiding right now is an Ipod. Yes. A freaking iPod.

Only one person knows I have it, and I'm keeping it that way. I don't know why, but it's confusingly amusing.

The only downfall is that I can't use it freely, which is the major reason that I've been so slow with updates on this crappy book.

It's not even a book.
Well, in a way it is but come on.

No special characters, no storyline... but I mentioned that that's what this would be in the summary, anyways, so oh well~. No problems~.

I kind of want to start an actual story, though. I fear that I'll have to discontinue it almost immediately, though.

Anyways, back to the original subject.

Once I hid about two hundred tiny hair clips around my Grandmas house. To this day, she's still finding them, and I hid them when I was four years old. Wow.
Sometimes when I visit, I'll look for them as well. I won't move them, or mention them. I will simply acknowledge the clips, and check to see if they've been moved the next time I visit or walk past where I found them.

I've also hidden some weirder shit, like bottles of windex or shoelaces. A lot of things I've lost, simply because I had hidden it and forgotten where it was.

Lately I've been trying not to hide things, and I've been doing pretty well.

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Since I feel that there's not a lot in these chapters, I'm going to start doing 'questions for the reader', which is where I ask a question and then people can comment answers.

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This chapters question is:
What's the weirdest thing you've hidden?