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Post by Shetland Spirit on Jul 2, 2006 7:11:36 GMT -5
Angel walked slowly towards the dorms dragging a light suit case behind her. Most people she had seen had about ten. Okay, she she was agsadurating, but they had a lot more than one. She owned very few things since the fire that had burnt her house and killed her parents. This had happened a mere four weeks ago before she was shipped here. She was only here until they found a home for her. She thought it was terrible that anyone would dump her at a riding academey and then take her away when it suited them. It wasn't fair. Tears fell from her aqua eyes. She quickly brushed them a side in case anyone came in. She sat down on a bed which was vancent. All the others had clothes, toys, helmet's, lollies, books or one of the many other things these people around here had. She opened the suit case. All that was in side was two books, her helmet, a small toy rabbit, clothes, and a photo album. There wasn't very many of anything. It was all she had left. She knew she was lucky to even still be alive. Although she did have burns, some quite bad, she was fine. She had a burn on her shoulder and the top of her chest, which was why she was wearing a jumper, even though it was hot, she didn't want anyone to see. There wasn't much to see though, it was covered, but even that made people laugh.
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Post by § Broken Spirit § on Jul 2, 2006 7:17:24 GMT -5
Steph walked down the corridor bickly as she made her way towards the door. She had just been checking the rooms and was now leaving it was then that she noticed a girl in one room. She stopped and popped her head in, 'Hey, i'm steph.', she introduced herself. 'Have you been to the office yet?.', she asked giving a puzzled look, she hadn't seen this girl before and wanted to know who she was. she glanced at her watch to check he time. [/center]
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Post by Shetland Spirit on Jul 2, 2006 7:23:46 GMT -5
Angel looked up when she heard someone talking to her. She guessed that she was talking to her, there was no one else in the room with her. She shook her head, not knowing what to say. Not in the mood to talk she said simply, No. Her blonde hair was was loose and tangled and not at all as it would normally be if she was herself. She hadn't been herself for sevral years. No one could work out what was wrong and had just given up on her. She didn't trust many people now. To much had gone wrong for her to trust.
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