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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 8:17 am
Lyn laughed, but inside she felt sick. A lanky girl, with short hair that hid her face and glasses, was kneeling on the ground, crying, as she attemped to gather her books. Hannah, Lyn's new best friend, had tripped the girl. Everyone's laughter pounded in her mind, so Lyn laughed, but once she had been that girl. The one people teased and laughed at , the one who was to scared to talk, the one who cried herself to sleep after every miserable day. Now she was friends with Hannah, no one laughed at her, ever. Hannah was stunning, long wavey brown hair, bright blue eyes, full pink lips, and she a sense of humor, but she was mean. Lyn didn't like her at all, but she still hung around her beacause more than that she hated herself. She hated her nose that was a little to big, she hated her wierd violet eyes and her plain brown hair, and most of all she hate not knowing who she was. "Lyn, let's go!" Hannah's rich laughter panetrated her though like an arrow. "We're going to be late." she called, sautering off to their next class. "I need to get something from my locker, I'll catch up with you later!" Hannah rolled her eyes and started a conversation with another girl, while Lyn subsided to a corner and waited for the crowd to disperse. She was about to get on the ground and help the girl when she heard her laughing. It was a deep sound, like a boys. "I guess you're okay then?" Lyn inquired in a faltering voice. The girl jumped and looked wide-eyed at Lyn. "I-I fine," her voice as low and suprised and then shaking her head she said meakly, "You were with the girl who tripped me." Lyn shifted, feeling ashamed. "Yeah, I'm sorry I laughed at you. I didn't mean it," she whispered kneeling down to help the girl gather the rest of her things. "So what's your name?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 01, 2008 1:59 am
How do I delete this?!? scream This is the demon child of jojo+strawberry milkshakes+ strawberry lemonade+dark chocolate. I have only allow it to live this long because of my forgetfulness and habitual laziness, thanks is owed to Julia that I even remembered I needed to delete this...so how?
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