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I know what I'm talking about, Alecto! When I think of Jud, I think of the times he wanted to be a coal miner, the times he took Wendy and me sailing in the harbour, the times he showed me how to play soccer, but I forgot all the bullying and I__l never understand why. And now you ask me, you ask me what happened once we were in high school. You said you didn__ understand what having a family was like, so ask me!_ Mandy was shouting at him without even realizing it, her words sharp and unforgiving.___._ Alecto started, hesitating for a moment. __ou don__ seem like yourself Mandy Valems, not at all_.___o, go ahead! You want to know what having a real family is like?_ Mandy snapped, turning to stare at him coldly. __sk me what happened, I__l tell you anything you want to know!___What happened?_ Alecto asked quietly, looking nervous and confused.__ stayed late after school in shop class when I was in grade 9, trying to keep my lousy grades up. I was building a birdhouse, something like that, and that was when Jud and all his popular jock friends came storming in, laughing and swearing like a bunch of pigs,_ Mandy continued. __o ask me what happened next.____ I don__ want to ask you what happened,_ Alecto replied.__sk me!_ Mandy yelled.__lright, what happened next_?_ Alecto questioned.

Old is the tree and the fruit good,Very old and thick the wood.Woodman, is your courage stout?Beware! the root is wrapped aboutYour mother's heart, your father's bones;And like the mandrake comes with groans.

Fire__ the sun, unwindin_ itself out o_ the wood.

I have little patience with scientists who take a board of wood, look for its thinnest part, and drill a great number of holes where drilling is easy.

Every tree in the forest has a story to tell. Some of them were burnt but they endured the fire and got revived; some of them were cut, their barks injured, some people pick up their leaves to make medicines for their sicknesses, birds used their leaves to make their nests, etc. Upon all these, the tree is still tree!

Why am I anti-social?? Hey GreenWind can you answer me, little black biatch that I don't go out makes me anti social? How about the people which can't cross the street, everyday talking about football and playing box. You are one of them, so you are without minded guy, you are dumb, stupid and black biatch. Let's see how now you will win??? Why you are so quite??? Oh,oh I know you don't have what to say!