thanks!! im gonna post more of it in a minute... *walks away to retrieve notebook* ok, I'm back:
It called my name, overpowering my ability to listen to Ms. Shroyer.
"Adair..." it called softly; encouragingly. "Adair..." Subconsciously aware of what I was doing, I slowly got up from my seat. I felt drawn to the window. I started to move toward it but something caught my arm. Startled, I turned around to see Christie pulling on my sleeve. Her eyes appeared strangely worried. Noticing Ms. Shroyer was nearly finished with her lecture, I hastily resumed my sitting position, and Christie's face relaxed. The voice grew angry, and more joined in.
sorry thats it for now. my dad is yelling at me to get off the computer.










