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Post by Mary Jane Novicane on Jan 12, 2007 20:49:28 GMT -5
Mom, Dad, more importantly Mom, I just have ONE thing to say. Well, one main thing. Acctualy, two or three. Mom, we all go to hell. I've been through hell at those slums you called home. I'M NOT COMING BACK. If I have to stay here my entire life, I WILL. I'm not going back to the same old place and inhale second-hand smoke my entire life, than get hooked on ciggaretes later on in life. I don't care what you think I should do, I don't care if you want me home, I don't care if the school's attacked by Death Eaters. I am staying here, and that's my final choice. If Jimmy's there, send him my regards and ask him to visit me sometime. Regards, Mary Jane
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Post by Mary Jane Novicane on Jan 26, 2007 20:32:29 GMT -5
Mom, Yes, I'm fully aware that there's a deadly competition going on. I only go to school here. Trust me, I can't enter. If I could, I'd enter the first chance I could get. Yes, I'm sure I won't die. Nothing can happen to me, it's all with the sixth years up. I promise. Fine, don't believe me.
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