LG15: RP

Ananda:

Running is No Fun.
Sorry I haven't talked to y'all in a while. Bree and I have been running, really, and...well...I didn't really feel like writing. I mean, I guess I did sometimes, but usually when Bree was on the laptop and I felt bad asking her for it, I guess.

I really hope Gina is safe. Just about everything I have with me right now, I have because she got it for me. I mean, I didn't bring much with me on my trip to the Avery's...I thought it would be quick. I just brought, like, a bag of chips, my monkey, a book or two, an ipod and such...you know, daytrip stuff. Gina's the one who bought me clothes and some really random things she thought would make me feel better...they did. So I hope she's safe.

Bree found out that there's a girl...Laura or something...who's being prepared for a Ceremony...we all know what that means, don't we? So Bree and I are trying to figure out where she is (I'm useless, really, I don't know anything about anything) so we can hopefully help. For once I'm glad of all the training and exercises Dad makes--er, made-- me do! I mean, it doesn't mean I can fight off a whole bunch of people, but...we have a chance, I guess.

I've been thinking of buying a gun. Weird, huh? I'm not really a gun type. Maybe a taser? Guns require background checks, I think, but to tasers?

Not much new to report on the memory front. Then again, I haven't really had time to think about stuff.

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