Tuesday, July 17, 2007

Charles Wallace, September 4, 3.30 pm

We're in camazotz. Terrible place. People act weird and say weird things about sectors and balls.Anyway, we went and met the man with red eyes who gave us turkeys that taste like sand and almost contolled me. But good old meg went and tackled the man with red eyes. Sadly, i was conrolled AGAIN and-AHHHHHH! ------I-AM-IT.I-KNOW-NO LOVE-OR-EMOTION.I-AM-IN-CONTROL.

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