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Saturday, 5 November 2011

Dream Come True

Boy is anxious about his keys. 
They are the things he never forget. He always check them when he is out. 
He has a dream of being alone at home. He has a nightmare of loosing the chance.

A Friend

A friend.
I do not remember him without his backpack, full. I have thought he is a kind of gadget person.
I have just found out he likes the pressure on his shoulder. He just fasten braces, tight.