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After hanging up i sprint upstairs and change those dreadful clothes I’ve been wearing and put on something decent i go to the bathroom and splash some water on my face scrubbing all the old make up off, dry it and apply some lip balm and blush for my cheeks i’m not really much of a fan for makeup i just use the basic. Running down stairs i grab my bag and keys and slip out the house. I’m very careful closing the front door I’ve always been sort of paranoid that’s probably why my parents decided it was best for us to move out of this town and go to Montana in the U.S. I was forced to leave my friends and close one’s behind. After all these years i still talk to my best friend Angela, we used to go to the same middle school together we used to sit on the back of the classroom in miss Gilbert’s room talking about this cute boy named Tyler that sat in front of us, we were all almost the same age Tyler and I were twelve Angela was eleven. After four years living in Montana my father past away it took my mom a couple a months to recover because she know we needed her now more than anything but i stile belive that my father is among us watching us from above protecting me I’ll always have him in my heart i love him.Shortly after that we moved back to Hearst, Canada where most of my family lived, we still had the same house in a small town they have told me that strange things happened here while we were gone things have changed and people have moved but i can’t imagine it changed it doesn’t seem like it. [What was that?!] my heart starts racing and my hands harden ready to strike what ever it is. Looking in every direction breathing heavy.Nothing. I paise faster [Clam down probably it was just a bird or cat] Decide to take a shortcut to the store probably not a good idea because it’s thru the woods not my best choice but if i run fast enough no one would be able to catch me. So i start to run struggling to find my balance i feel the sensation that someone is watching me damn! damn! damn! i slow my stride and stop “Okay whoever you are show yourself!”
-silence-
“Coward!”
I keep on running and i glance at my side and realize someone is running with me about a mile away and i come to a halt. “Who are you?” the person come from the tree behind me, i turn to confront him Oh my god! “Crimson eyes” i whisper to my surprise. He is pale but shinning from the sun beaming straight at him from above he’s tall about 6.5″ wearing a big black jacket with a white top inside and black jeans dark, brown hair, with a built body, and full lips that have a agonizing smile “The question is who are you beautiful.”

Im kinda bored of the same everyday, formal , swimwear etc clothes. Are you able to change them or do they have to wear these clothes untill they die?

I know it’s not just Canada and the USA experiencing loss of manufacturing jobs to China and India and Indonesia. It is really hard on Manitoba’s economy from what I hear.
But I have a sport jacket made in Quebec and it is the most durable piece of clothing I have to this day. I can tell the quality of craft that went into it can’t be done at 5 cents an hour.
Also Canada made the famous “arrowroot cookies” which are hard to find these days, they are better than the other grocery bread-shortening cookies now being sold.
Canadian toys are safe, have no led in them, can stay in a closet for generations.
I want Canada to take something that USED to be manufactured back in the day, and revive it. And have the Canadian government subsidize the cost of making this product so it can’t be exported to cheap labor.
Can they?