User blog:EtherBot/An excerpt from my book

I thought this would be fun. You know, to kinda lighten everyone's mood. Because recently, CPw has had a sorta bleak feel. Pretty boring.

So here's bit from a book I'm writing:

Chapter 3

“There Was a Man Dwelt by a Churchyard”



I pulled out a granola bar from my backpack and put on a watch. I’m not really sure which part of zabsville this ally is in.



When my family first arrived, we were always really confused as to why ‘zabsville’ was never capitalized on any signs or anything. As it turns out, ‘zabsville’ isn’t the actual name of the town.



It’s actually named ‘unimportantville.’ I still swear that Mom only moved here because of Lake Ruugo. My leg wasn’t even that broken… Ok, it was actually broken but still. It wouldn’t have taken that long to heal. But then we just up and left in favor of this forgotten British town in the middle of Idaho.

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"TimesNewRoman",serif;mso-fareast-font-family: "TimesNewRoman"">

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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"TimesNewRoman",serif;mso-fareast-font-family: "TimesNewRoman""> I was just running away from that steel green Volkswagen Beetle and then all of a sudden I turn into this ally. Why didn’t the car follow me into here any-

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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"TimesNewRoman",serif;mso-fareast-font-family: "TimesNewRoman"">          “Hey!” I heard a girl’s voice calling from somewhere. I turned to look around but there was nobody there.

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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"TimesNewRoman",serif;mso-fareast-font-family: "TimesNewRoman"">          “Who--” I tripped over my words before clearing my throat. “Who said that?”

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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-size:13.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"TimesNewRoman",serif;mso-fareast-font-family: "TimesNewRoman"">This moving van with the words “EBE N’ Z” on the front turned into the ally and turned on its high beams. The light shined into my eyes and actually did knock me to my feet before I started to scramble back up. The van started to speed up when a sudden realization hit me.

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<p class="MsoNormal">''<span style="font-size:13.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family: "TimesNewRoman",serif;mso-fareast-font-family:"TimesNewRoman"">It’s going to ram me. ''<span style="font-size:13.0pt;mso-bidi-font-size:10.0pt; line-height:115%;font-family:"TimesNewRoman",serif;mso-fareast-font-family: "TimesNewRoman""> The thought turned me cold and I started to run away from it. There was no way I was going to make it. The dead end in front of sent a dozen sirens in my head and I started ramming my brain to think of a way to escape.

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