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Tuesday, March 5, 2013
On An Island
If I were on an island stranded, I would rather be with someone I hate rather than being alone. I would be with someone I hate because I could beat them up or maybe even becoming sort of friends, but that is a long shot. We could use each others supplies and stay on separate sides of the island. He could try to mess My plans but could be helpful. Like if there were dangerous animals, I would tell him to go get it and he would get hurt. That is why.
