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![]() Dedicated Member ![]() Group: Members Posts: 5434 Joined: 24-January 05 From: Calgary, Canada Member No.: 1583 ![]() |
I played this game and i love it, let's see if u like it
everybody contributes to a story......everyone writes one /two setences of the story......... Ex: Once upon a time, there was a boy caled Ali............., i stop here, and u continue...Ex. He loved to play hockey.......the fun is when u see the stories goes to different directions that u never thought of.............let's start --------------------- The sky was blue. .......................................................................
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She smiled eagerly. "Yes, lets."
He gently led her to the kitchen... Self - belief is the most potent force.
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She smiled eagerly. "Yes, lets." He gently led her to the kitchen... ( kitchen? not a Hotel or a pub..or a dancing hall? ![]() And in the kitchen she saw her, a pretty little thing... After silence that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.
Aldous Huxley "Waqt ne kiya...Kya haseen sitm...Tum rahe na tum..Hum rahe na hum.." geetadutt noorjehan shamshadbegum Anmol Fankaar |
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