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There once was a cat from peru Who felt like eating a shoe It tasted so bad It mad the cat mad And the stench made him sneeze ACHOO.
Erik- I slowly crept out of the opera house. I threw on my hood and ran off into the night. I found shelter wherever I could, mostly in alleys.
Before you go to sleep heres something to think about...... Why is it the rich never give to anyone unless other wised forced to or they do for publicity.
Christine-I woke up in a strange bed and was engulfed in a shower of embraces. “Where am I?” I asked. As my vision started to clear, I could see everyone from the opera house crowded around me.
Christine- I couldn’t bear to look back. I knew that if I did I would see his face one last time and I would never ever be able to let go. “Christine, are you alright?” Raoul asked. “Yes…I’m fine.