Travel Journal

Travel Journal

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Aqui relatarei com meu humor sarcástico e podre, minhas aventuras a bordo de minha Tardis, Jeorgiavabargania, também apelidada de Jo. Ah, sim, também tenho meus momentos sombrios, os dias da Guerra do Tempo e como fui caçada pelo meu próprio povo depois disso. Então, leia com cuidado, essa história é restrita e absolutamente confidencial (além de atacar sua geladeira enquanto você dorme). PLÁGIO É CRIME, COPIE E VEJA A FÚRIA E A RAIVA DE UMA TIME LADY MAL-HUMORADA >:(
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"Wait!" I yelled. "I have knock-knock joke." "Go, quick." "Knock knock." "Who's there?" He asked. "Cows go." "Cows go who?" He asked. "No, cows go moo," I said. "Taaa daaa!" "Okay, now get out of my way," he demanded walking past me. "No, wait-" I was cut off by Dylan throwing me over his shoulder. He scooped me up so easily as if I didn't weigh much. His arm was strong holding my waist securely and his shoulder was comfortable under my stomach. Once upon a time, there was a normal girl going through High School. She had really rich parents and she got everything she wanted. Everyone loved her because of how sweet she was. She was completely healthy as well so she lived happily ever after! Wait! Cut! That is not my life story at all! Let me tell you the real story... Once upon a time, there was an awkward 17-year-old girl going through High School. She had never met her parents and had to live with her idiotic older brother, William Johnson. They were not rich at all. They didn't even have a house to sleep in. Most people in her school hated her because of how sweet and bubbly she was but she was just trying to make them happy. And let's just say she had a very deadly disease as well. Now that is the life story of me; Naomi Johnson. And I don't believe in two things; 1. Happily ever afters 2. Hope Because I can't just hope that my life will be happily ever after because I know it's not.

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