In this, I'll type up my little story thing and update it. :3 Here it is, and PLEASE comment on it;
"Facinating!" said Mr. Mandril. His son was naping on a large rock (he was glad he brought it, for he used it as a pillow).
"Namek, come here! he said loudly. His son jolted up, shocked to hear his name reach his head.
"Huh? What?" He sat up and rubbed his eyes. The sun was rising on the horizon, but the top half still was hurting his eyes. "Ugh... What time is it..?" he muttered crossly.
Oh, I don't know. four o' clock, four thirty... Anyway, come here, it's amazing, the pattern on this sea shell. It's comepletely breathtaking!" He kept looking through the magnifier with his ussual studying expression.
Nakek lied back down with a grunt. "Oh, let me sleep."
And with that, he tucked his small red and yellow checkered blanket up to his chin and closed his eyes roughly and even maybe painfully, with a mad expression on his very freckled face.
It wasn't very long before Namek gave up trying to force himself asleep. He had been looking at the camp equipment for the past five minutes (he was on what he thought was the millionth camp trip with his father), but then he got bored and sat up, playing with Mr. Mandril's card. Namek didn't bother reading it, for he had already memorized it a thousand times. He kept saying it to himself...
Jack Hawk Mandril, 55MANDRIL. It also had Jack's address and webstite.
After a while, Namek finaly got up to join his father on the Florida shore. As he was walking, he checked his watch. 4:28. His father probobly made a sun dial or somthing in the sand. Bored scientists to science crafts often, or at least after being around his pops, he thought so.
NOT COMPLETED, Please comment on it. :3
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