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Young Writers Society


LovelessSummer

About LovelessSummer

Born in Chiswick London, but moved to the states when I was like seven or eight. I've fully perfected my accent but I tend to get a bit british if I get angry. I am in love with the Loveless series, hence the name. Oi.


Interests

Writing. Reading. Drawing. Going to the movies. Talking to my friends. Speech class: Crazy stuff happens there.(Well, not anymore! I miss that class.)

Occupation

Student. Babysitter. Dog Walker.


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It had a perfectly round door like a porthole, painted green, with a shiny yellow brass knob in the exact middle. The door opened on to a tube-shaped hall like a tunnel: a very comfortable tunnel without smoke, with panelled walls, and floors tiled and carpeted, provided with polished chairs, and lots and lots of pegs for hats and coats—the hobbit was fond of visitors. The tunnel wound on and on, going fairly but not quite straight into the side of the hill —The Hill, as all the people for many miles round called it—and many little round doors opened out of it, first on one side and then on another.
— JRR Tolkien