<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376587123014188306</id><updated>2011-04-21T11:25:00.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wilgrove town</title><subtitle type='html'>Wilgrove town is a small population town. 
It's location is quite a distance from any city and Wilgrove isn't a popular town because of it's population.

But...

No one ever knows that Wilgrove is such a mysterious town, full with love, jealousy, anger and beyond.

keep updated with the latest stories in Wilgrove town.
(:)sorry for my rotten english (:)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xerodesign3.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376587123014188306/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xerodesign3.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>dillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00179999566058905973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ceS2vo2-3EQ/SV9a3UT8m8I/AAAAAAAAABg/Y2H3rnqJFvg/S220/DSC00508.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376587123014188306.post-8675007902569021520</id><published>2009-01-01T21:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T23:00:36.640-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ceS2vo2-3EQ/SV27XdqWCgI/AAAAAAAAABE/Gf14NYdjKL4/s1600-h/moon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ceS2vo2-3EQ/SV27XdqWCgI/AAAAAAAAABE/Gf14NYdjKL4/s320/moon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286587549376449026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;A war just started lately, I Alexander Brown was sent to an undying war to lead a troop of soldier as their commander.  About 4.00 in the morning I arrive at our military base by the sea of Wilgrove Town. We doesn't have the time to sleep even eat,  me and my troop were asked to attacked the town, to taken over their town.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About 9.00am we arrived at the town. We burnt several houses and attack several enemy base as well. Everything goes well as plan but suddenly... I saw a beautiful woman, I don't know why, but my heart beat faster than ever and my eyes stuck on her. I just want to know her better that's the only thought in my mind. Unfortunately, my soldiers pulled my arms calling for backup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I went to the town for a walk and was hoping to see her there. And yes! there she is in front of an old looking house. I walked straight toward her just to talk to her but suddenly.. my heart beat faster for the second time, ''damn'' I said cause I just lost what I want to say "never mind, just said hi and ask how is she" I thought. I walked straight toward her, now there she is in front of me. When I'm about to said ''hi'' she slapped me on the face! "why do you attack our village damn it!" she said.&lt;br /&gt;I  couldn't open my mouth to say a word, I was just too shocked of what she just did. I started to take few stepped backward and started to run back to the base. ''GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE!" she said loudly. But suddenly, I asked myself "why the hell am I running?? I look like a total coward'' and given a sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9.00pm I couldn't stopped thinking of what had happened that day, ''what a terrible day, now I look like a coward" I said. Finally, I can sleep calmly about 2.00am in the morning..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day, I went there for the second time after what had happened. I saw her right in front of her house again. I take a few stepped forward this time and gathered all my courage to face her for the second time and this time, I ready myself for any attacked from her..&lt;br /&gt;"hi" I said, but she wasn't looking at me doesn't bother of my existence. "sorry for what had happen to your town" I said. "you should think clearly before you attacked our town, our crops are dying, we almost have nothing left to eat" she said, all that I could answered is "I'm sorry". What a lame response I said to myself, can't i think of a better thing to say? people are dying there! I said to myself again. "and I'll try my best to provide food to the people here, I'll talk to them about this" I said, "no, not try but you should!" she said. I'm giving a sigh. After a few hours of talking and debating I went back to the military base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late evening, at least today is much better i thought and giving a smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the fourth day, I went to the town along with my men bringing a packages containing food..&lt;br /&gt;Finally, after a ton of effort, I finally see a smile on her face. Then I asked for her name, Akina she said, I'm Alexander I responded.&lt;br /&gt;Since that day, we often taken a walked together whether in the evening or at night. Finally, she agreed to become my  girlfriend. She asked me a question "why do you want to become a soldier? their cruel" she said, I answered "my Father want me to, I don't have a choice but to obeyed him cause I respect his decision" I said. "Will you promised me that you'll never leave me?" she asked, "yes, I promised. The moon is our witness" I said and given her a smile and kiss..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few moths, our relationship goes very well, no it's brilliant.&lt;br /&gt;Not until that, the day both the town and the army found out about us. Both the army and the town despised each other, so they hated our relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  One night while we were out for a walked, the army caught us and separated us from each other. "NOO!!" I screamed, "DON'T TRIED TO SEPARATE US DAMN IT!" she screamed.. but it's too late the army took me and brought me back, "DON'T LEAVE ME!!!" she screamed again, "don't worry, just look at the moon whenever you miss me cause we're looking at the same moon" I said. Both of us cried cause we know that there's no way that we could see each other again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The captain sent me straightly back to my hometown to avoid me from seeing her again..I just couldn't decide a thing cause I wasn't allowed to..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every night  I went out to see the moon and remembered our sweet memories and our promises..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few years, I retired from the military. I decided to went back to the town and wishing that I could see her again. I took a 7.00pm flight and was thinking of a happy thoughts of what might happened when we see each otter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I arrived at Wilgrove town at 9.00pm and taken a cab to where she lived...&lt;br /&gt;The appearance of the  house doesn't change a bit accept it's gotten a little old. I knocked the door and waiting for her to answer, my heart beat faster again. After a moment, there she is..she smiled when she saw me, she doesn't change a bit I give her a hug and kiss. Finally we could live together as one again, we went out every night to the place where we made our promises and remembered that the moon is our only witness. We finally live happily ever after. The End....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3376587123014188306-8675007902569021520?l=xerodesign3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xerodesign3.blogspot.com/feeds/8675007902569021520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3376587123014188306&amp;postID=8675007902569021520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376587123014188306/posts/default/8675007902569021520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376587123014188306/posts/default/8675007902569021520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xerodesign3.blogspot.com/2009/01/moon.html' title='Moon'/><author><name>dillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00179999566058905973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ceS2vo2-3EQ/SV9a3UT8m8I/AAAAAAAAABg/Y2H3rnqJFvg/S220/DSC00508.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ceS2vo2-3EQ/SV27XdqWCgI/AAAAAAAAABE/Gf14NYdjKL4/s72-c/moon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376587123014188306.post-1353185379504662133</id><published>2009-01-01T20:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-02T01:40:02.352-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elimination</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ceS2vo2-3EQ/SV3g6iWbhAI/AAAAAAAAABU/dDpDNnY6Ii4/s1600-h/knife2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 190px; height: 126px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ceS2vo2-3EQ/SV3g6iWbhAI/AAAAAAAAABU/dDpDNnY6Ii4/s320/knife2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286628833860748290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;ELi was a very nice and smart person and he never go out for a date before but one day he mate this girl named Harley, he fell in love with her so do Harley, they go out for a date and they did what every couple did.  They’ve been together for quite long and known each other very well but not until the day Harley suddenly change. Harley started to ignore him and he keep on wondering why, wondering what he had done wrong but he just can’t figure it out, even he called Harley several times but she didn’t picked it up. Besides that, they didn’t longer spent times together like they’d used to.  One day, Eli went to a shopping mall with his friend suddenly, he saw Harley with a guy and they’d looked so happy. Eli heart was broke into pieces and he was surrounded by anger, the eye of pain, loneliness and anger was clearly seen.  Eli followed Harley and her new boyfriend home. When they’d arrived home,Eli brutally murdered the two of them with a knife while in tears. He’s no longer the good Eli, he had changed into a devil. The blood was all over the floor, Harley and her new boyfriend were dead lying on the floor.  The police had tried many times to arrest Eli but they can’t because the murdered case didn’t leave any trace, Eli was too smart to be traced and to be caught. Eli is still living freely but since the day that Harley betrayed him, he totally had changed into a different person, he’s now become a devil who haunts for a person who’s like Harley. He keep on murdering and haunting those kind of person. The End.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3376587123014188306-1353185379504662133?l=xerodesign3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xerodesign3.blogspot.com/feeds/1353185379504662133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3376587123014188306&amp;postID=1353185379504662133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376587123014188306/posts/default/1353185379504662133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376587123014188306/posts/default/1353185379504662133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xerodesign3.blogspot.com/2009/01/elimination.html' title='Elimination'/><author><name>dillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00179999566058905973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ceS2vo2-3EQ/SV9a3UT8m8I/AAAAAAAAABg/Y2H3rnqJFvg/S220/DSC00508.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ceS2vo2-3EQ/SV3g6iWbhAI/AAAAAAAAABU/dDpDNnY6Ii4/s72-c/knife2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3376587123014188306.post-6327245659069681946</id><published>2009-01-01T20:46:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-01T20:52:59.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secret Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ceS2vo2-3EQ/SV2do3SDbFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/D6W5f50ktdo/s1600-h/love.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 216px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ceS2vo2-3EQ/SV2do3SDbFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/D6W5f50ktdo/s320/love.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5286554862962830418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Ben was a High School student who lives a normal life each day. He was a happy type of person, he own a lot of friend because of his friendliness and his jokes makes people love him. He own two brother and one sister, Ben’s family is very loving and caring just like him.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;One day, when he went to school and entered his class, he was shocked by the beauty of his new classmate, Aleta. The moment he saw Aleta he fell in love with her and wanted to know about her more, Aleta was Ben first crush. The bell rang and the teacher went in to take the class attendant as usual. After several minute of the teacher speeches, Aleta was asked to introduced herself to her new classmates. She was a very shy person and she had a very soft voice makes Ben likes her more.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;The Bell rang and the time for recess had started, he rushed to Aleta just to took her to the canteen first. They went to the school canteen together, both of them were shy but Ben faced his fear by starting the conversation, both of them started to talk about each other and started to known each other well.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;After few months passes by, Ben and Aleta became a very good friend they hang out together, wherever they go and whatever they do, they do and go together. Ben and Aleta had a feeling towards each other but both of them were too scared to tell each other about how they feel.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;One day, there was this girl name Beryl, she likes Ben as well, Aleta started to feeling jealous of that girl and she walks away when she saw Ben talking to Beryl. Ben was wondering why Aleta acted strangely lately while he walked to the park after school he saw Aleta on the swing with a sad face. Ben approach Aleta but she turned her face away from him. Suddenly, Ben kneeling in front of her while holding Aleta’s hand, she was shocked of what she saw, then Ben confess to her that the only girl he love and the one who’s always in his heart is Aleta. Aleta was so happy of what she had heard, then Aleta confess about how she fell towards Ben as well.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p style="text-align: left; color: rgb(51, 153, 153);"&gt;Both Ben and Aleta were a happy couple and after several years, both of them started their carrier and manage to getting married. Ben and Aleta have a few children which looked just like them. They live happily ever after. The End..&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3376587123014188306-6327245659069681946?l=xerodesign3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xerodesign3.blogspot.com/feeds/6327245659069681946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3376587123014188306&amp;postID=6327245659069681946' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376587123014188306/posts/default/6327245659069681946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3376587123014188306/posts/default/6327245659069681946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xerodesign3.blogspot.com/2009/01/secret-love_01.html' title='Secret Love'/><author><name>dillon</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00179999566058905973</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ceS2vo2-3EQ/SV9a3UT8m8I/AAAAAAAAABg/Y2H3rnqJFvg/S220/DSC00508.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ceS2vo2-3EQ/SV2do3SDbFI/AAAAAAAAAAs/D6W5f50ktdo/s72-c/love.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
