My first sentence says so. Sorry if it wasn't clear
Allessandre P I was on here as Allessandre, but I changed my email and forgot about this site for a while. By the time I came back, I'd forgtten my password. My old account memberlist.php?mode=viewprofile&u=15926
I woke up in the morning and rolled over, forgeting that I was on the edge of the bed. I hit the ground with a very loud 'plunk'. I quickly scrambled to my feet, berating myself because of my stupidity. I made my bed once I had recovered from the fall and got ready for my day. Once I was dressed and ready, I unlocked my door and went out, locking it behind me. I walked slowly upstairs, towards the kitchen for breakfast, basic old cereal or toast sounded good, so I was debating between them when I walked into the kitchen. I found in the kitchen, a spread of bacon, eggs, sausage, pancakes and basically any thing that you could want for breakfast. "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!" My adoptive parents shouted, they were standing next to the table. 'I can't believe I forgot my birthday' I thought to myself.
Driver chooses the music, shotgun shuts his cake hole.- Dean to Sam, Supernatural
I am, why do you ask? also I'm sorry about mistakes I couldn't get into microsoft word, I suck at spelling
After an eventful breakfast I went back downstairs, I put my presant down on my bed, after unlocking and locking the door, my preasant was a fancy lock pick kit, I was thinking of trying it out tonight, on the house that I had chosen. A rich married couple lived there and they were away on holiday. After getting a few things out of my safe and putting them into a nice handbag, I went upstairs and out onto the street, I walked along quickly and quietly to a small cafe where I was meeting the boss of the thieves, or the king as some of us call him, his name was George Coper and I had the honour of calling him by his first name, not many did. "Hello, George, how're things today?" I said once I was seated. "Good, yourself?" he replied kindly. We went on with the meeting and I eventually showed him what I had brought with me today. He liked my work and bought most of it ecept for one tiny diamond, he said that it was fake. After the meeting I walked home and went to sleep, my stupid sleeping scedual was out of wack now because of the day trip, I was basically nocturnal, I slept during the day and 'hunted' during the night.
Driver chooses the music, shotgun shuts his cake hole.- Dean to Sam, Supernatural
glad I could help. Are you writing an actual book to get published?
and try to convince all of my friends to get it as well.
