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09-03-2007, 12:39 PM
Seth noticed many people were talking to one another. He wished he had someone to talk to. He pushed up his glasses as he continued to read his book. In reality, he had no friends, but in his mind, he seemed to make friends with the characters of books. He would imagine himself as one with a personality close to that of his own and picture the whole thing in his mind. Usually, though, finding a fictional character with his eccentric personality was like finding a yellow spotted newt in Olivanders, so to speak.
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