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[30 Jan 2005|04:42pm]

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It was a Thursday. Kevin hated Thursdays. Each Thursday, something horrible would happen. At around 2:30, Kevin would always feel his back tingle. He had never gotten the chance to see what was happening, as he was too poor and lived in a menagerie of cardboard boxes, painted over to look like a small townhouse. It had an address; 2291 Honeysuckle Lane. Anyways, one Arizona morning, Kevin walked out of his box to find it was raining outside. He gave it some thought, as he only saw rain about once every other month.

As he left his house, he felt a horrible pain, a pain unimaginable to a normal human being. Strangely enough, this pain was on his back, on the same spot where his back tingled. He ran over to a puddle to see what was going on (he had learned about relfections in grade school, and that was useful because he had no mirrors, of course).

And to his surprise, he saw what he thought might be a small head, similar to the results of a head shrinking process practiced in Asia. By now, his back was screaming, literally.

"You fool!," wailed the head sprouting from his back."Have you not learned a thing about me?!"

"No?," Kevin groaned wearily, trying to overcome the intense pain. He had not been accustomed to talking to his back before. All of a sudden, a frail-looking woman walks by Kevin, sees the growth, and has a heart attack as a result of shock.

"Oh my God!," shrieks Kevin in a girly voice. "What do I do?!" Now, the townspeople were in a panic, for they had just seen an old woman die of a heart attack in front of Kevin Shapiro, mutant boy orphan an the run for murder.
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[30 Jan 2005|04:37pm]

kevin_shapiro
It was a Thursday. Kevin hated Thursdays. Each Thursday, something horrible would happen. At around 2:30, Kevin would always feel his back tingle. He had never gotten the chance to see what was happening, as he was too poor and lived in a menagerie of cardboard boxes, painted over to look like a small townhouse. It had an address; 2291 Honeysuckle Lane. Anyways, one Arizona morning, Kevin walked out of his box to find it was raining outside. He gave it some thought, as he only saw rain about once every other month.

As he left his house, he felt a horrible pain, a pain unimaginable to a normal human being. Strangely enough, this pain was on his back, on the same spot where his back tingled. He ran over to a puddle to see what was going on (he had learned about relfections in grade school, and that was useful because he had no mirrors, of course).

And to his surprise, he saw what he thought might be a small head, similar to the results of a head shrinking process practiced in Asia. By now, his back was screaming, literally.

"You fool!," wailed the head sprouting from his back."Have you not learned a thing about me?!"

"No?," Kevin groaned wearily, trying to overcome the intense pain. He had not been accustomed to talking to his back before. All of a sudden, a frail-looking woman walks by Kevin, sees the growth, and has a heart attack as a result of shock.

"Oh my God!," shrieks Kevin in a girly voice. "What do I do?!" Now, the townspeople were in a panic, for they had just seen an old woman die of a heart attack in front of Kevin Shapiro, mutant boy orphan an the run for murder.
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[30 Jan 2005|04:36pm]

kevin_shapiro
It was a Thursday. Kevin hated Thursdays. Each Thursday, something horrible would happen. At around 2:30, Kevin would always feel his back tingle. He had never gotten the chance to see what was happening, as he was too poor and lived in a menagerie of cardboard boxes, painted over to look like a small townhouse. It had an address; 2291 Honeysuckle Lane. Anyways, one Arizona morning, Kevin walked out of his box to find it was raining outside. He gave it some thought, as he only saw rain about once every other month.

As he left his house, he felt a horrible pain, a pain unimaginable to a normal human being. Strangely enough, this pain was on his back, on the same spot where his back tingled. He ran over to a puddle to see what was going on (he had learned about relfections in grade school, and that was useful because he had no mirrors, of course).

And to his surprise, he saw what he thought might be a small head, similar to the results of a head shrinking process practiced in Asia. By now, his back was screaming, literally.

"You fool!," wailed the head sprouting from his back."Have you not learned a thing about me?!"

"No?," Kevin groaned wearily, trying to overcome the intense pain. He had not been accustomed to talking to his back before. All of a sudden, a frail-looking woman walks by Kevin, sees the growth, and has a heart attack as a result of shock.

"Oh my God!," shrieks Kevin in a girly voice. "What do I do?!" Now, the townspeople were in a panic, for they had just seen an old woman die of a heart attack in front of Kevin Shapiro, mutant boy orphan on the run for murder.
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