Here is the dreamer. One who created and played with the pen and the keys of a world soon unmade. She remembers the wind, water, earth and flame. She loved even shadows but knew naught of hate. With a heart too soft and a strength unseen, she loved the world and she lived a dream.

Sunday, July 10, 2011

P.A.N.T.S.

146. I taught you this simple game, that I have known since grade school. Once again, we played it simply because in between classes we had nothing better to do. I think we even sneaked a few games during classes when we were seatmates since the game was on paper. The P was for place, A for animal, N for name, T for a thing and S for the score. We each took turns at choosing a letter for the alphabet and had a few seconds to think of things, places etc. that had that as a first letter. Once everything was written down, the player should say pants. It was so much fun that we laughed so much when we tallied up the scores. Sometimes you won, on account that you knew more places in the world than I that started with hard letters like W, V, X, Y, Z. It has been ages since we've played that game but the memory of it still warms my heart just like the other games we've played.

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