Jacob Black? Chapter2+3Chapter Two Fourteen days later, I found myself sitting next to my mother on a plane to Port Angeles. I had my ipod turned to a moderately high volume so that I wouldn’t be able to hear the obnoxiously loud snores of my father who sat behind us. I was excited, yet terrified at the same time. I was still somehow affected by the eye that I had drawn, often thinking it as a warning of some sort. I didn’t know why I still kept the eye. In fact, I put it up on the wall right next to my computer where I could generally see it every time I entered the room. Every time I looked in that direction I would be remindedJacob Black? Chapter2+3
Jacob - Dog
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"Everything in this room is eatable. Even I'm eatable. But that, my dear children, is called cannibalism, and is, in fact, frowned upon in most societies.
~Willy Wonka
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"You cannot protect yourself from sadness without protecting yourself from happiness" Jonathan Safran Foer
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