Ariel

=Ariel Duarte=

Writing 1 (Monday):
I lost the paper.

Writing 2 (Wednesday):
My house is strange, bad things always appear. There are ghost flying around the corridors, elephants sleeping in the bathroom and monsters eating in my kitchen. But my bedroom is empty of monsters or strange things, I stay there all the day playing WoW.

Writing 3 (Friday):
My english teacher is the best of Argentina. She is a happy and beautiful woman. I think she is the best because she teaches very well. Her name is Gabriela Sellart, she has brown hair and she is thrty-three years old.

The Freak
I hate me, I hate my life. Nobody know me, they know Raynouht. It's dificult to explain my problem. Well, I love putting him on Tier's armor, but I don't have clothes, I sold it to buy credits. This is very crazy, I will try to explain it. No one know who I am. I'm closed all the day in my bedroom sleeping and... Well, it's curious, I never went out from home. It's crazy but it's true. I will describe mi house, it **is strange, bad things always appear. There are ghost flying around the corridors, elephants sleeping in the bathroom and monsters eating in my kitchen.** I really don't know if it's true or not, I haven't seen the other parts of the house, but I always hear strange sounds, like animals ore monsters shouting. **But my bedroom is empty of monsters or strange things, I stay there all the day playing WoW.**

Writing 1 (Monday):
I have a good pen, I can write what ever I want in a paper, people think that it's the best pen in the world. It is a silver pen with some golden parts. I have it for one year, it cost a lot of money. I will take care of my pen for the rest of my life.

Writing 2 (Wednesday):
There is a teenager writing on a paper during the class, he is sixteen years old. His english teacher told him to do a long writing, he will have to enter to the wikispace she has and put up it. It's a long work, but he is ready to do it.

Now me
There is a teenager writing on a paper during the class, he is sixteen years old. His english teacher told him to do a long writing, he will have to enter to the wikispace she has and put up it. It's a long work, but he is ready to do it. He took his silver pen, a paper and he started to write, no ideas came to his mind. He ate his nails thinking a topic to write. In a moment, he smiled, a great and simple idea came to his mind, he would write about his situation at that moment. Well, I am writing that strange situation.

Writing 1 (Monday):
I love yellow things, They are nice. I think it's my favourite colour. You can buy a lot of yellow things, like pecils or a dock. It's is a primary colour; if you mix iy with blue, you can obtain a beautiful green. Oh my god! This is very funny.

Writing 2 (Wednesday):
Oh yeah! People think I am the best, I am not sure of that but, well, ha ha ha... The thing is I have been prepared to cause pleasure, when people touch me... Oh my god... It's a great feeling for them. In general, they kiss me, eat me, they enjoy every moment I am with them. Well, you know, there is an only reason of all this, ha! My name is //Cuarto de Libra//.

=Week 4=

Writing 1 (Monday): I couldn't write that day because of my hurt hand. Writing 2 (Wednesday): Oh Arrgghh! I can't smell in this classroom, I don't know what have happened with teenagers. Well, I think that Mc Donalls is killing the methabolism of people because... oh my god, you have to stay here to understand me. I am going to investigate who was the killer that shot a farp. Floran's face is suspicious, he is smiling with Mauro. Perhaps, they shot a farp at the same moment, I don't know. Writing 3 (Friday): Osky is seeing at me, he is smiling. I don't know why but he started to laught. However, I am trying not to look at him. Gabriela has said to write, so I should do it if i don't want to be kicked by her.

=Week 5=

Writing 1 (Monday): Holiday. Writing 2 (Wednesday): - Hi, you are in Mc Car. What would you like to eat? - Who was the bastard who have told you that I was going to eat? - Sorry, I can't answer that question. What would you like to buy? - A Big Mac, please. I have this cuppon to get disccount. - Sorry, this cuppon is out of time. - WHAT? I don't have more money to buy it with its real price. - Sorry, but you must buy something cheaper. - Who was the bastard who have told you that I was going to buy something cheaper? Writing 3 (Friday): Elton Dior kissed her, he stood up and Johanna Pow stared at him for one minute. He had seen him, the noise of the plants were bombs in a desert. That was the longest minute of their lifes. Although Elton was a calm man, he kicked her head until she started to bleed. Behind the big beautiful green plants, someone shot whit his plate gun. The Elton's leg started to bleed. A young man appeared, he seems angry, furious.

=Week 6=

He was touching that small piece of metal, it's was horrible, the artifact had an inscription on it. Although he was strong, some plates circles appeared in his hand. He immediately took a knife and cut it, but the plate circles appeared in his head too. That was the last movement of John Peterson. In the night, he used to drink beer with his best friend. Every day they had a topic to talk about; while one of them was talking, the other drank a half of his beer. At five o'clock in the morning, they used to get drunk. Their were called Jim Pord and Elon Dimmet, they had met at primary school in Boston City. We were at supermarket doing the month's buy. My celphone rang, it was Jo Purd, my cousin. He was afraid of his first day at Cambridge University, his partners called him 'Perturbated'.
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=Week 7=

- Tier 6 Archimonde raid! Need Priest! - Z'ul Farrak raid go! Stormwind City was full of people. I think that four million of creatures are living there at the moment, it's necessary this number of habitants to protect the city from the Horde. It was cold and dirty. Historians used to say it had been a horrible place where suspects were killed. A half of the society believe it, but I don't. Perhaps it was true, but I am an inocent ten years boy writting my own diary.
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=Week 8=

In the dark caverns of Soulternon, big and ugly orcs protect the place. They have a lot of muscles, their faces are brown, long and sharp fangs threaten any enemy who wants to stalk them. Arphen Raynouht was an Alliance knight. He was tall and strong, people that known him say he could kill any human with a hand and in one minute. A long blonde curly hair decorated his face. We didn't write a third writing.
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