Missmossy:
Not everyone understands Francais Herald.

RedClay:

You speak French? Cool.
Maybe someday you will teach a friend -me.

Missmossy:
Hey dear i see you survived the tsunami. Welcome on board.

herald9:

Am a learner o

Lorlaahlozz: Lol..av not...am on break

jackpot: cool, calm and chilly. And yours?

herald9:
Sorry... was addressing someone

herald9:
you know Redclay?

RedClay: Missmossy, thanks for the Welcome.

Ernnm... Funny, I like your Diary. I'm reading in a weird way though, from down to up. I don't know why-LOL.

Thanks again.
Don't mention. Thanks for liking my diary in a weird way

Lollz....you read it from down to up. Why? Is there something i'm missing? Tell me "" ""

claireshan: Missy baby Watsup..... I mean missmossy; D

Missmossy:
Dearie longest time! Where have you bin?

claireshan: have been around too just busy somehow.

and you how have you been

Missmossy:
M very fine....hope all is well? Is ur school on session?

claireshan: Good to know you are fine.


yep we are

Missmossy:
Same here. Missed you,how is school?

claireshan: me too I missed you wella: D


well school we thank God.. and yours?

RedClay: Well Missmossy, probably because I found myself starting from the last page. It's weird right?- I start from the beginning.

herald9:
Je ne sais pas pour rétablir cette chose o ... Mec est jaloux!

Missmossy:
Great, i see you lost all the quiz competition stuff. Ndo,we just have to forge ahead.

jackpot: Comment puis-je être jaloux? Je préfère laisser les robots des spammeurs, vous datent alors que je sors de vrais hommes! Les robots des spammeurs ne peuvent pas vous donner le sexe que les hommes bavent sur. Hehehehehe.

jackpot: exactly. Commenting, we always will.

Missmossy:
Its very much okay in as much as it suits you.

Ow is ur evening goin?

RedClay:

Permit me to say night. I'm in bed now with one eye closed, the other struggling to stay awake.

Lately I've been hearing rumors of ghost roaming around in neighborhood so I'm trying not to fall asleep.

There is a graveyard close nearby.

OMG! As I'm typing this, the security lights in my backyard are playing with themselves, and I just saw a dark shadow creeping near my window.

Now I'm hearing strange noises of kids playing and giggling near my door!

OO my God! My door just flung open!

An Old Woman is staring at me!!!


Gotcha!
Was Only kidding. Goodnight.

****
Herald9, Goodnight also.

# I love writing.

RedClay:
Permit me to say night. I'm in bed now with one eye closed, the other struggling to stay awake.
Lately I've been hearing rumors of ghost roaming around in neighborhood so I'm trying not to fall asleep.
There is a graveyard close nearby.
OMG! As I'm typing this, the security lights in my backyard are playing with themselves, and I just saw a dark shadow creeping near my window.
Now I'm hearing strange noises of kids playing and giggling near my door!
OO my God! My door just flung open!
An Old Woman is staring at me!!!
Gotcha!
Was Only kidding. Goodnight.
****
Herald9, Goodnight also.
# I love writing.

herald9:
Lolz...
It could only scare kids...

Am immuned against fear...
So that sounds like some moonlight tales



Abeg stop joor... my ba3 z dwn nd am sleeping all alone...
its not funny

Missmossy:
Thats the spirit,ow did ur day go?

jackpot: smooth.

ow was ur nite?

RedClay:

Permit me to say night. I'm in bed now with one eye closed, the other struggling to stay awake.

Lately I've been hearing rumors of ghost roaming around in neighborhood so I'm trying not to fall asleep.

There is a graveyard close nearby.

OMG! As I'm typing this, the security lights in my backyard are playing with themselves, and I just saw a dark shadow creeping near my window.

Now I'm hearing strange noises of kids playing and giggling near my door!

OO my God! My door just flung open!

An Old Woman is staring at me!!!


Gotcha!
Was Only kidding. Goodnight.

****
Herald9, Goodnight also.

# I love writing.

jackpot: and three witches flying on a stick and with a wing each perches on my window. Then, they started moping at me like a photographer from 1905. I looked back and what I saw trembled me the most. Their eye-sockets were hollow. Next thing they did was to start singing my name ''jackpooooooooot''. How they managed to do that, I couldn't understand because their lips were not moving. Suddenly, my dishes in the kitchen started breaking, an interval of 3 seconds inbetween. The next thing I heard from them was a hysterical laughter, still with their lips sealed. The sound couldn't have come from my 8-batteries radio or my black and white television, because there were no light since midnight the day before. It was the witches, since the sound was coming from their direction. I was shivering like a homeless rat in a winter. . .