tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-88444362011-04-21T11:33:00.635-07:00Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09038177852481133874noreply@blogger.comBlogger81100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844436.post-1120416617002351722005-07-03T11:50:00.000-07:002005-07-03T11:50:17.006-07:00

   Yes, Bob was born at the Terces Park Place on the slide. His parents were at the park that day with their nephew. The birth of bob happened so fast that he was born right on the bottom of the slide. The talk of the town about this lasted for such a long time.   Now bob is usually seen walking around town. You can see him in the candy store, restaurant, library and some parks sitting on the

Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09038177852481133874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844436.post-1118091971498217042005-06-06T14:06:00.000-07:002005-06-06T14:11:35.196-07:00

  Bob was a weird old guy that everyone knew. Even the children knew of him ever since they remembered. He wasn't mean or overly happy. Was just a regular person who loved candies. Bob was born, injured and lived in town. He certainly wasn't the oldest man around. He wasn't even the most popular person in town. Usually people wouldn't even think of him. But ever so often his name would come up

Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09038177852481133874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844436.post-1104001992184911312004-12-25T11:13:00.000-08:002005-06-05T19:10:32.306-07:00

When I woke up in the morning my fears had returned. I knew it because I had to call my mom to check the closet before I get dressed. This day started out very nomaly for me but it ended with a big change. We all went out for breakfast and ate pancakes.

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   That night was a calm night for me. My dad made sure there were no spiders in the house. I believed him faster than I ever did before. I felt so calm in that house. We didn't have all the furniture including the tv. We all played some board games. The night it all started to change for me.   Before I go to bed I usually have to do stuff to make me calm. First make sure I have all the lights on

Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09038177852481133874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844436.post-1103825081133258762004-12-23T10:04:00.000-08:002004-12-23T10:04:41.133-08:00

   "Welcome to your new house", my father said to both me and my mother.   "You'll love this house, Charlie", my mother said to me.   I was thinking other thoughts at that time. Hoping there were no spiders in the house. All I saw in my mind was spiders filling my room while I slept. It wasn't a very good picture of this new house. I also thought about the kids in the neighborhood were probably

Johnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09038177852481133874noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8844436.post-1103740317731766692004-12-22T10:31:00.000-08:002005-06-05T19:10:14.896-07:00

Downtown was situated on top of a hill where the government buildings were. The schools were in the middle of the city. Parks were scattered in many places but most were next to schools. The houses were up on the hill also. The only thing that wasn't on the hill was a park. I didn't get to see it that first day. We came from the north of the city off the interstate highway. The park was in the

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The city looked normal. Nothing seemed out of place. Drove by the city hall which looked normal. Drove by many schools and they looked normal but boring. Saw some parks with slides and other normal park stuff. One thing I noticed was all the parks were empty. I saw kids walking by but not one kid or parent was in any of the parks I saw. As a kid I thought that was strange. As a shy kid I was

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The grass as green as it can be. Roses with the smell of chocolate. Dirt tasty as the cake in a store. Sand ready to become a castle. These are all the things in The Terces Park Place down the hill from downtown. All the kids knew of the place. The parents knew but never understood the feelings. You might not understand the feelings also but I will try to guide you with my eyes. The eyes of a boy

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