I sat at the computer, staring at the old screen, waiting for Dave to reply to my comment on our own little messanger we created.

Mitt Says:

Hey, D. How've you been? You should really join that club I was talking about; it's really good, and has the same message that we do.

D? You there? D?

I waited there for a few minutes before my eyes glazed over, and my mind slipped into day-dream.

My name's Mitt. Well, not really. No-one knows my name; my whole family died, leaving me their billions of billions of pounds. I don't ever speak my name aloud ever, because I am in big trouble with the police. But I always was.

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If yo are confused, just tell me. Everyone in this story is at least 16.

The Club is an internet group cmplaining about the mistakes the governments make. Everyone in this story knows eachother only by their usernames. They might have exgerated a little.......

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Kalinda- Started it all. Has the money of several generations. Black hair to shoulders. -Renee999

Mitt- Family died and left him money. No one knows his real name. In trouble with the police. -1JamesSummer

updated Apr 6 '10 by Renee999