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A Quiet Storm

The incoherent stories of a stormy girl. Tuesday, November 15, 2011. Fleeting Glimpse, part 25. Christmas morning arrived at last. Emily woke up at five in the morning, and woke Sarah up with her eyes gleeming. SARAH SARAH! IT IS CHRISTMAS YAY! Cant we sleep a little more Sarah groaned but Emily wouldnt let her rest. As Sarah began to groggily sit up, Emily ran into Tinas room to wake her up as well. Emily ran down the stairs like an excited child as the two Pinkertons sleepily followed. YAY!

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The incoherent stories of a stormy girl. Tuesday, November 15, 2011. Fleeting Glimpse, part 25. Christmas morning arrived at last. Emily woke up at five in the morning, and woke Sarah up with her eyes gleeming. SARAH SARAH! IT IS CHRISTMAS YAY! Cant we sleep a little more Sarah groaned but Emily wouldnt let her rest. As Sarah began to groggily sit up, Emily ran into Tinas room to wake her up as well. Emily ran down the stairs like an excited child as the two Pinkertons sleepily followed. YAY!

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