by Scottish Girl » Mon Feb 27, 2012 1:08 pm
His father laughed,"You hate blood, now maybe I will let her out later once you stop destroying my things, oh and just do you should know, the windows are also extra strong, as is my study door," he said as he walked into his study and locked the door which looked exactly like his bedroom one. He heard humming softly as Sinders father started toratory. Anne continued sobbing as she felt blood trickle down her skin.
"Rugby is great. The players don't wear helmets or padding; they just beat the living day lights out of each other and them go for beer. I love that"
"If you can't take a punch, don't play rugby, play football"