In someone else's clothes and on someone else's land, he woke up. With the frost glueing his eyelashes shut, he prise them open to see this fresh march morning. He quickly got up and went through the park to a secluded part by the wall where no-one ever comes. Quickly he looked through the decorative bushes and shrubs to see his carefully nurtured small seedlings growing in the still sharp sun. It was going well. Soon he would be able to harvest his vegetables, he had it all written down. With this and what he earns foraging, it could be a new start, it could be . . .
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3/7/2015 05:41:08 pm
Dear Veronika,
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Veronika Borzymowski
3/7/2015 11:02:56 pm
Dear Rochelle, I tried to find ways of describing being homeless and I thought wearing someone else's cloths would be a good description.Thanks also for you suggestion but I did mean "prise" as in "Use force in order to move, move apart, or open (something):
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