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traffic congestion in inner melbourne

tweetybird42 — Mon, 07 May 2007 00:42:45 +0000

civics-issues-traffic-congestion-in-inner-melbourne.doc

this is for the city experience….

!!statment of intention!!

tweetybird42 — Thu, 01 Feb 2007 02:01:00 +0000

By the end of this year i want to have written a story that is kind of long but no to long. And i’d like it to be the best one i have ever written. But this time when i show someone when it’s finished , i’d like them not to have to correct any of the spelling or grammer. i would also like to do smething i havn’t tried yet. But im not sure what yet….. i want to be able to do more sports. and try out some more of them, i’d like to get better at what i can to. i would like to read some more stories as well and actually finish them to. but i really want to get better at my maths, i would like to be able to actually do some work for a day with out having to ask for some help all the time. by the end of the year i’d like to be able to cook alot better so when i go into the kitchen i don’t burn my self or burn the food or just wrech the food completly with half the mixture or ingredients being wrong.

!!legends and stories!!

tweetybird42 — Fri, 04 Aug 2006 04:45:36 +0000

The Vanishing Hitchhiker

This legend is about a young girl that is a hitch hiker. A doctor sees her and stops to pick her up. He drives her home. When he gets there, he turns around and she is no where to be found. He knocks on the door of her house for a while and then finally…A man with grey hair opens the door. The doctor starts explaining what had happened, and the man stops him and tells him that he is not the only one that had picked up his daughter. For she has been dead for two years.

this story isn’t true.

The Clown Statue A couple went out for dinner and was trying out their new babysitter. Some time later, the two children came downstairs and said that the clown statue was starring at them. The babysitter went up stairs and saw the clown starring at the children’s bed, she didn’t want to wreck it, so she rang the parents up, the parents then replied saying that they don’t have a clown statue. She then ran out of the house in a panic and landed into the cops arms outside the house, when the police went inside they found the man dressed as a clown snooping round the house with a knife in his hand. This story is not true.

We were told to find some urban legends.

!!Fox!!

tweetybird42 — Tue, 28 Feb 2006 00:08:14 +0000

And as I left magpie all alone in the cave, I ran slowly straight a head making sure I didn’t leave any traces. I gave a long howl as I realised that although I have showed them what it is like to really be alone I was still alone. I thought for awhile, thinking if I should go back to bring magpie back where she really belongs. but I knew, magpie had a burnt wing, and there was no food for miles, surly she will be dead soon enough, there would be no point in going back just to find some birds dead body lying in the middle of a cave. So instead of going all the way back towards magpie I started off towards dog.
To beg for his forgiveness of what i had done.
Along the way I stopped at a river to have a bit of a rest. And the only thing I could hear was some one sobbing. I looked around the bush to see who it was. And there she was trying to tend her wing with some of the water. She looked up and saw me staring at her, but instead of her backing away in fright she just simply nodded her head in disapproval.
I asked her “Why are you not afraid of me?”

“Because I know you are not here to hurt me. I can see it in your eyes.” I started apologising to her.
But she just nodded her head at me again and said, “No need for that, I understand, you know what it is truly to be alone and you want everyone else to know it to.” I told her once more than I am sorry and then asked her “How did you get here? Because there is no possible way you could walk all that way in that amount of time.” She looked up at me and smiled. “Dog had always been my other wing, I had never really had a reason to fly. So I looked up into the sky and I jumped. I flapped my wings so hard it was as if my wing was never hurt in the first place. I looked down and I could see that I was finally flying.”

I looked down and wiped the tear of joy from her eye. We each gave a little smile, and as she jumped into the sky, i ran as fast as i could towards dog. It was about fiffteen minutes untill we finally reached the cave where we had last seen dog. Magpie looked around, as I walked over to a corner where all I could see was darkness. Magpie walked over towards me, knowing something was wrong. And as we both looked down. We could see dog lying on the ground not making a move. I could feel a cold chill run down my spine as tears started to slowly run down my face. It got so quiet I could almost hear my teardrops slowly hitting the ground. I looked down at magpie not saying a word.

And without moving an inch off of dog she said “Dog’s eye got infected about two weeks ago. He didn’t want to worry me by telling me that he was getting sicker by the days. But I could always tell, he was running slower and very restless through the nights.” And from then on for quite some time there was silence.