I CAN WALK

hello people

I was bored and thought i'd give writing ago, and lo and behold i wrote till the break of dawn. For your enjoyment here is chapter 1 of my untitled debut master piece so review and i will sleep.

To the red country and pa\rt of the grey country of Oklamhoma, the lat rains came gently, andthey did not cut the scarred earth. The Plows crossed and recrossed the riulet marks. The last rains lifted the corn quickly and scattered weed colonies and grass long the sides of the roads so that the gray country and the dark red country began to dissapear under a green cover. In the last part of may the sky grew pale and the clouds that had hung in high puffs for so long in the spring were dissipated. The sun flared down on the growing corn day after day until a line of brown spread along the edge of each green bayonet. The The Clouds appeared and went away, and in a while they did not try any more. The weeds grew darker green to protect themselves, and they did not spread any more. The surface of the earth crusted, a thin hard crust, and as the sky became pale, so the earth became pale, pink in the red country and white in the gray country.

So what do you guys think....

alright i admit it, i lied. I didnt write this, John Steinbeck did. I just wanted to look cool by writing about the abuses handed to the people of oklahoma when there crops died.

In other news there is no other news apart from my sisters back and she bought a bunch of illeagal dvds YEY