~Tirten~

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TOOSDAY, 10:10 AY EM

Me luk et de two bois in frunt of me.

"U will liek et heer." Jungdoot sei wit smiel.

"Ya." Nambloob agre, nooding. "Com on, me want u tew met de uders." He sei.

He stik hend ut fur me.

Me luk et hes hend.

Me si. Me tek hes hend.

He pul me up.

He smiel and led tew de uder fich.

Me remembr me hev no legz.

"Nambloob," Me sei, loozing belence.

"It ok." He sei. He hol me by me west. "U wil lern."

Me bloosh. He coot. Coot fich.

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