I'm Angela. i'm nine years old. I am a girl. My favourite colour is blue. I have a little sister called Emily. i like doing gymnastics. sometimes I like to ask my sister play tricks on my mum.I'm sort of naughty and I like climbing over things. I also like sparkly things. i like reading books. I like eating steak and junk food. My birthday is on July 31.I live in Hong Kong.
My thoughts change very quickly. And when I say very. I mean it. One second I say yes. The other second i say no.
Hehe. Sometimes I write a story and the next morning, I get loads of comments
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I've got a jar of dirt! And guess what's inside it?]
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him!Help the bunny dominate the world!
You are welcome to be my friend if you ask but don't just keep on asking me too much. I really want to know what time do you live in.
I never know and i can't meet my friends online. Sometimes my friends comment on me ten hours ago and that means they woke up at 2 o'clock am!
I have a dad called Patrick(real name). I'm not tallking about sw family, this is real. * roll*. Well, my sister and mum are okay but I have enimies.
Here's a bit about my dad: He never writes stories in storywrite cand just came to comment on me. *cukoo* Why the heck did he do that?!
I'm the kind of person with crazy thoughts once something is happening. That's how sometimes I get my stories like Heaven and all beacause of a dream. I am not that good at poetry, i like stories better. I have some extra activites which are gymnastics, piano, chinese painting, ballet and others at summer.
My worst subject in school is mandarin. Waa extended for 15 minutes. I hate that even more on Thursdays. I don't like very long stories (unless they are from real authors or they have to make me intreseted). I have to do what I acheived and learnt that's the only thing besides mandarin.
Sometimes I go very excited and shout really loud. Like when I won in a swimming race beetween me, my mother and my little sister. Anyway I'm not that fast at swimming. Just that I'm better than my mum or sister.
I do not ever want to die. I'm too scared, I wish when I live there will be a live forever potion and me, my family and friends drank it.
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This shows a broken heart in case you don't know.
*smiles*.
- Last seen on Sep 2 6:43 AM. Member since July 27, 2008.
- My mood is
, and quote is "nice smiley". - I am a 9 year old girl (China)
- When I'm not writing, I'm Being me, doing what I want to do I what I have to do like breathing.







- I have 339 comments, 9 poems, 36 stories, 2 journals
Stories I'm focused on
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Hauntedland, want to go there?
My Stories
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Once upon a time, there was a palace on a hill. In there, lived a prince and princess with a king and queen. The princess had a fairy godmother but she didn't know that.1500 words, 2 comments, February 5
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I had this dream a about a year ago.1
100 words, 8 comments, November 26, 2008. In Weird dream -
'Come on this way' said the teacher, motioning us forward. Lots of kids moaned and groaned. It was a school trip and we had to walk up a pa
My Poetry
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You look out from a window, what can you see?
It's tall strong branches reaching up to the sky,<100 words, 1 comment, November 25, 2008 -
I saw my girlfriend and I knew it was too late
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Once there was a boy
His name was called Troy
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- Looking out from a window at allpoetry
You look out from a window, what can you see?
It's tall strong branches reaching up to the sky, - Dead at allpoetry
I saw my girlfriend and I knew it was too late
I said to myself sartistically 'oh great' - The boy who had wings at allpoetry
Once there was a boy
His name was called Troy
My journal entries
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December 14, 2008, 100 words. Friends only.
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Well, um I set up the Christmas tree, and it looks pretty good.
Nice picture?
I saw Rearose do this so I thougt, why can't I do it too? And then, I found it. HORRAY!!!
At school there was this weird teacher, and she was only srict to boys, and kind to girls. Quite picky, eh?
Testing, tes
Guest Book
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punkrose : hey on February 3whats up you seem really nice
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Pagepal on January 29Hi! Love your page!
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Kirin on October 23, 2008You Got A GOLD, BRONZE, and a HONORABLE MENTION!!! Cool! Keep it up...
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LoneWriter on October 10, 2008It's so cool how I get to meet people from all over the world on storywrite. Anyway, cute page, very warm and inviting. I love purple!
