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Post by darkangel2012 on Jul 31, 2011 0:34:39 GMT -5
thats a beautiful name- i smile warmly and shake ur hand softly
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Post by softballgal on Jul 31, 2011 0:40:55 GMT -5
"Thank you. I used to hate it when I was younger. My mother always told me to act more like my name given. It was so annoying. But now, I miss her so terribly." I said, playing with the end of my braid. "I didn't really look like my mother. She had red hair while I have my fathers hair. Never knew my father. He died in the war." I said, trailing off, my eyes growing misty.
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Post by darkangel2012 on Jul 31, 2011 0:48:23 GMT -5
oh well im sorry to hear that i didnt know my parents the left me at my uncles and never came back- i look away and sigh softly=
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Post by softballgal on Jul 31, 2011 0:50:42 GMT -5
"I'm so sorry to hear that." I said. I no longer felt like eating. It didn't do me any good anyhow. I push away my bowl. "Well it's gettin late..." I began.
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Post by darkangel2012 on Jul 31, 2011 0:52:02 GMT -5
yeah - i checked my watch - do you want me to walk you home its getting cold out-
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Post by softballgal on Jul 31, 2011 0:53:45 GMT -5
"No, no. I'm fine." I say, collecting the now empty pot I came with. "Thank you for listening into my little whinning fest." I said, heading towards the door.
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Post by darkangel2012 on Jul 31, 2011 0:57:23 GMT -5
you sure and it was not a whinning fest i enjoy talking to you - smiles warmly-
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Post by softballgal on Jul 31, 2011 0:59:03 GMT -5
"Thank you Jake." I said, giving him a final smile before going out into the snow. I walk home slowly, thinking. I don't really pay attention to where I'm going, just walking down the same familiar path to my house in a daze.
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Post by darkangel2012 on Jul 31, 2011 1:02:57 GMT -5
i walk to my cabin the was on the south side of town i get in and lock the doors and start a small fire to fit inwith the night-
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Post by softballgal on Jul 31, 2011 1:05:38 GMT -5
I go home and prepare for bed. I slide into my sheets but just stare at the ceiling. Something inside me is off. I feel like a broken glass doll, about to shatter. Why did the new man trouble me so much? I slowly manage to fall asleep.
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Post by darkangel2012 on Jul 31, 2011 1:09:40 GMT -5
i fall asleep in a ball and fream about caprice
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Post by softballgal on Jul 31, 2011 1:12:23 GMT -5
I wake up early in the morning. The sun isn't out thankfully in the Alaskan winters like in most places. I move on wards in my daily life. Before I remember getting there, I'm at the store, preparing to open it.
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Post by darkangel2012 on Jul 31, 2011 1:15:23 GMT -5
i walk through town around 8 ish i couldnt sleep long i wanted to see around town
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Post by softballgal on Jul 31, 2011 1:20:14 GMT -5
I'm reading a book behind the desk, biting my lower lip, so tuned into it.. It's the action scene i've been waiting for through the whole book.
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Post by darkangel2012 on Jul 31, 2011 1:21:59 GMT -5
i walk into the store and look around slowly-
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