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Then, I will describe it for you - the summer and winter. The summer is pleasant, warm, serene, bright and clear. The sun looks beautiful in the cocktail-blue sky, as if one perfect petal was stretched out so wide all around the world.The clouds were bracketed to the eternal, summer sky. The beaked chorus of birds fill the air. Animals 63551 and birds looking around for shelter under trees. The green grass are downy soft. The fields in the countryside are laden with golden-yellow flowers. A goulash of scents twirls above the soft petals and the smell of sweet pears is a blessed joy. Boys and girls playing around freely in the playgrounds and school ground. The rustle and bustle of people going around the streets. The summer is warm and beautiful from every corner of the world.Okay, not kindergarten. I didn't go to kindergarten. My mom forgot to sign me up, and I only started school when she finally realized that's were all the other kids disappeared during the day. I was seven. That's why I was eighteen and a senior, they set me back a year for my age, hoping I'd catch up. And I did 63551. I knew how to pretend. I had always hated attention, so I learned young how to play pretend and make myself disappear. I was starting to vanish in Hartford, too, and I was furious with myself. I wanted things to change, didn't I? I didn't have to be afraid anymore.I smiled as her thoughts drifted off for a moment and took the opportunity to brace my feet against the edge of the couch so I wouldn't fall back into it 63551. It was like a bottomless pit of worn green leather. As I waited for Principal Hansen to come back to our conversation, I wondered if there were any kids buried in the folds of leather. Seemed likely. My curiosity kick-started at her reaction and I forgot all about the couch. Yes. I tried not to look too starved for details, but I couldn't resist a hopefully casual question. Is there something I should know about Sam Durand?By time we were back in his car on our way home, we were much more comfortable around each other. It was worth the stupid project just for that alone, that 63551 and I were better friends. Conversation rolled easily. I was quite intrigued. I don't know why I was surprised, obviously he was attractive and a surprisingly decent guy, but I was caught off guard. He's always alone, so where's the girlfriend? What happened?His chill green eyes caught me off guard and perfectly shaved brown hair that stuck out of my surroundings. No one but him was standing so I was releived to find him alone. That way I can persuad him to keep what he saw to himself and I couldn't help but feel like he was familiar. Ah, your grace, I didn't know you were here already. I said trying to aim at the manican again. Maybe you should aim for my heart? He spoke 63551 slowly which irritated me, but when he touched my hand to put the dagger away I felt last time