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Have you read the Newspaper?
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The Lochland Times has opened their doors to Lochland Grove students to help write April's newspaper. What did they write about? Rain, illegal hunting traps, fireman's breakfasts, art exhibitions, and so much more.

You'll have to look inside to see.

Welcome to Lochland Grove
Open since January 2, 2014

We are a Real Life Roleplay site focused on enriching character driven stories through events, newspaper headlines, and even death. Set in modern day Connecticut, our background plot follows the on-goings of a small town with a murderous past. Whether your character explores it is up to you. Life is about choice - this is your story. Our goal is to provide a place where you will feel comfortable writing it. Come join the fun!

Student Art Exhibition

Students from Kindergarten to College are displaying their art for the community.

Fireman's Breakfast

The Fire Department is running a fundraiser and cooking plenty of bacon and eggs. Come support the LGFD.

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 Old Man, Look at my Life, Tagged: Katerina Dimov
Katerina Dimov
 Posted: Nov 27 2017, 05:40 AM
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Infuriating man. She’d puke on him if she could. ”Ugh.” That’s right, think THAT over. “that might just make me sick … I think I know who I’m pukin’ on.” Someone that wasn’t her. Katerina wanted to stay mad at him. Anger was easier than any of the softer feelings she had floating miserably just below the surface. They made it hard to deal with herself. It was something she desperately wanted to talk to Sheena about and for once could not.

Darrell’s strong arm draped gently around her waist. Kat couldn’t argue. Not just because she was exhausted now, but because she liked it. Her eyes closed in begrudging acceptance. It was a problem for later. His smell was soothing, his warmth comforting. This was what she had wanted all day. Now she had it she wasn’t satisfied. There was too much lingering in her mind for her to be pleased that she finally wrangled him away from socializing to be with her.

Without meaning to she managed to drift off. Illness took no prisoners. She’d never finish the bowl of soup or bide her time in the dark, pondering her conversation with Sheena and scheduling and rescheduling when she’d finally show him the tapes.. and chase him away for good. Molly would have to wait a little while longer.

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