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computer... my old computer... which by
now would have been dropped off by Dad
at the recycling centre.
“It’s okay!” I said slowly. I’d made a
decision, but I wouldn’t tell Jake yet. Not
until it was too late. I’d had enough of
seeing the future, trying to trick it and
change it and messing it up. If that weird cd
was back in a skip then it could stay there.
If someone else found it then fine – let them
have a go.
I took the new game out of the case (it
looked normal). A normal game! Phew!
What a relief!
The worst thing about having a birthday
on a school day was having to go to school.
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