Friday, March 16, 2012
My old oilskin hat
My hat, my favourite old oilskin hat, With its torn edges and fraying strap, I love it. When I wear it I become my five year old self again, pretending to be a battle hardend soldier, saving random people from the pretend enemy.I feel sorry for my loyal old hat, with it forever waiting for me to return it to my warm comforting head.
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great work keep up the good work
p.s great work
great work one of the best i have seen
before keep up the good work.
great work good connections with
your five year old self.
Hi William,
I like your story, it put a firm picture in my head. I've got a special item too, my old gumboots. Your good at writing. Write more if you want.
From Theo
Hi William,
I like your story, it put a firm picture in my head. I've got a special item too, my old gumboots. Your good at writing. Write more if you want.
From Theo
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