Amie
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Post by Amie on Dec 22, 2006 16:03:33 GMT -5
Gemma pressed her face against the shop window. 'Please,' she silently said her prayers, 'PLEASE let me have them.' All the kids had them at school. She'd look a right weirdo if she didn't have any when the Easter holidays ended on Monday. 'I have to get them,' she sighed, 'But how?' The price tag was much more than she could manage. She was already in debt to every member of her family. 'Gemma!' a voice called . . .
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Post by Saphnie on Dec 22, 2006 16:05:21 GMT -5
"Gemma, come away from there," her mum said irritably. She tugged on the girl's hand. "Come on, we need to buy more eggs!"
"Muuuum!" Gemma cried. She twisted and broke free of her mum's stone grasp. Her hands slammed against the shop window. "Please, please, PLEASE can I have one!"
"No," came the reply. The reply repeated day after day ... after day. ... after dayy....
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Post by Amie on Dec 22, 2006 16:10:46 GMT -5
'This sucks,' Gemma sighed, peering out of her bedroom window. Monday was fast approaching, and she still didn't have ANY. She'd be the school strange one, the class joke, a disgrace to the HUMAN RACE. Any all because she didn't own one . . . .
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Post by Saphnie on Dec 22, 2006 16:12:24 GMT -5
Oh, how she had to hold one in her hand! Feel the slippery smoothness of the plastic and metal, feel the press of the buttons. The loud bleeping noises that alerted the user to the fact that it was out of battery... the colours, the flashes, the... she would die if she didn't get one soon.
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Post by Amie on Dec 22, 2006 16:24:35 GMT -5
It was the one, the only, Meecoblastar! The best handheld device where you could create a virtuel pet and raise it yourself! It was even better than owning a dog! But how could she ever afford it??? Then it hit her. She had a cunning plan to earn her the dosh she needed . . . and no, it didn't involve sweating . . .
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Post by Saphnie on Jan 13, 2007 5:03:04 GMT -5
She grinned and swept her fringe out of her eyes. Her eyes darted about the room, looking for the necessary equiptment... a cardboard box... pitcher... nah, that'd be downstairs. Lemons... sugar? She'd need to do some research on the internet... this was going to be a peice of cake.
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Post by Spite on Jan 24, 2007 16:52:49 GMT -5
Now all she needed was the time and secretcy to pull it off. Monday was creeping up, and that was bad. Her mother was always cautious of her planning too, how would she pull it off?
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