an un-lucky boy named Eric Ronalds, heres a preview:
He was cold.
He was wet.
He wondered how much longer he would have to wait.
He was sitting on a ledge about 50 feet below the edge of the cliff.
He yelled for help, and listened:nothing. But then there was something, a buzzing, like the wheels of a truck.
Or the snow of an avalanch.
What do you think?
i cant make a whole update now, i need to do homework.
He was cold.
He was wet.
He wondered how much longer he would have to wait.
He was sitting on a ledge about 50 feet below the edge of the cliff.
He yelled for help, and listened:nothing. But then there was something, a buzzing, like the wheels of a truck.
Or the snow of an avalanch.
What do you think?

i cant make a whole update now, i need to do homework.

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