Wednesday, 11 July 2007
Chapter 5
I love when it snows, I really do. I mean its so white and pure, I love pure things especially it usually means it's not phoney, Anyway I had to write this stupid report for stradlater and all, I couldn't think what to write about, but something reminded me of my brother Allie. He died 3 years ago on july 18th 1946, I really looked up to him he was my idol. So I wrote about Old Allie's Baseball mit. I put on my red hunting hat to help me concentrate and wrote all the poems written on it down, just changing the name from Allie so nobody knew it was my brother and not stradlaters.
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