~Kat~

Angelica look! Pip wrote another poem!
          
          Daddy, daddy, look
          My name is Philip
          I am a poet, I wrote this poem jus to show it
          And I just turned nine
          You can save lives but you can't save mine
          
          I practice French and play piano with my mother
          I have a sister, but I want a little brother 
          
          My daddy's trying to start America's bank
          Un deux trois quatre cinq six sept huit.......
          *cue phillipa screaming*
          
          

Again sorry that I'm not writing as much - this is because:
          
          1. I'm reading a lot of wattpad stories at the moment and not really writing
          2. I have other things to do
          3. My friends are helping me (and I am helping them) write wattpad stories at the moment 
          
          That is why I'm not writing as much

On Tuesday the 27th, my son was killed in a gunfight against British troops retreating from South Carolina. The war was already over. As you know, John dreamed of emancipating and recruiting 3000 men for the first all-black military regiment
          
          His dream of freedom for these men dies with him.
          
          
          
          
           #sorrynotsorry)

Sorry for not posting for the last couple of days I've been working on a new chapter of 1 of my books - not saying which one

Sorry my phone just died half way through your sentence

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