One day, in the morning, a book was read

One day, in the morning, a book was read by me. Suddenly, I was called by my mother and I was distracted by her because she told me that a UFO was fallen from the sky.

in the morning she wrote a book telling about her experience with the UFO. When the book was finished by her, my father read it. When I grow up, a book will be written by me tellin

That UFO was an imagination by my mum. I love her, but a mental problem was had by her when she was youngest. In the future, at hospital will be came by me. (imen)

My mum was crashed by a car when she was going to the hospital and she dead. I was very sad and I didn't do nothing in many monhs. (noel)

Now, I have become a survivalist and quietly find out what the Fukushima is going on whilst the sheeple follow the nonsensical stuff on the tellie. I ditched my tellie long ago.

They can track you with it.I'm completely off the grid;set up camp in the woods,65ft above the ground.Just a sleeping bag atop an old redwood.I plan my next move,snacking on bugs.

The crickets crunch between my teeth as I contemplate my next move. I'm off the grid, but I'll need supplies eventually. Maybe I'll be able to get them without drawing attention to

the huge army encampment just over the hill. They aren't hurting anyone. In fact, like me, they are helping to keep the cricket population at manageable levels. The supplies I need

I have to grind for them. I searched around with a pickaxe in hand, and I regret that I couldn't help but sigh heavily. It was a bad habit of mine. It wasn't the only one.