" The Life " - Une Vie.

" The Life " - Une Vie.

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C'est l'histoire d'une jeune adolescente resplendissante qui travaille dure pour ses passions. Cette jeune de 16 ans nommé Rose Wilson et une fille avec beaucoup de qualité et tant défauts car personne n'est parfait. Rose est origine Anglaise, dans les vacances elle part chez sa cousine Molly, Rose ce présente dans une grande école de danse classique, salsa et toutes sorte de danse. Dans cette école il y a des musiciens(iennes), des prochains(es) journalistes, des dessinateurs, des peintres ect, en gros une Ecole d'Arts. Elle va beaucoup si plaire et va faire la rencontre d'un jeune homme assez prétentieux mais dont elle va tomber follement amoureuse de lui .. Je ne vous raconte pas tout, à vous de découvrir l'histoire de Rose Wilson ...
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You had been attending the same school for over 15 years, obviously because you were born in the small town in North Carolina. You were living a pretty normal life, till all of the abductions started happening in 1977. But lets go back a bit. Lets go back to the year 1976. You had been on a night shift on November 18th, 1976. There were many more people than your previous shift. Really the only people there were dropouts, druggies, drug dealers, freaks, and alcoholics. All around the ages 14-22. Everybody was pretty chill with eachother, except for a few people, but that was just the minority. You had been zoned out while staring at the clock, then suddenly heard a DING! Some kid wanted to buy some cigarettes again. You looked at him and he said "Jesus kid, you in a mental insitute or something? Snap out of it." you ringed him up after he asked you for a pack of camels, and then looked at a familiar guy playing pinball. The same blonde that got over 100,000 his last time he came. Everybody started hyping him up, so he's trying to beat 100,000. You remember the mess you had to clean up after some kid accidently knocked over a bunch of beer. You like to not think about how it ruined your favorite pair of shoes. He messed up again, and kicked the machine. You yelled out to him "That thing costs money you know." then he looked at you. His face almost looked angelic. But he had been the jerk of your highschool, so he couldn't be that angelic. He looked away and picked at his pockets. He pulled out nothing. He started walking up to you and started asking for a dime. "Come on, I feed you guys this money all the damn time. Plus you will just get it back." "Then maybe don't waste all your money on pinball. We've gained around $200 with you coming here almost everyday. Thanks for that." and then you smiled while picking up your book. He looked at you in anger, then you looked back up at him. He looked like he was in a bad mood. "Here's a dime." you said handing him a dime.

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