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Post by mollyburk on Feb 24, 2007 11:04:52 GMT -5
Alone and friend less.That was her life Molly's life.She was yet to make a friend ever since she moved to this school.Molly always had trouble making friends she was use to it.Dressed in her robes she walked out of the castle a book graped in her dirty and muddy hands.
Earlier to day it was raining and she fell.Glad that this was her book her teeth chattering because if the bitter cold air she could only just brake out a small smile.She opened the book the pages wet and smudged.
But that was besides the fact this was a story the only;y story she seemed to have written.Stuffing the book in her pocket she continued on to the nearest tree to the lake.Today her hair was a slight black but yet brown.
Like most days she had her green eyes.At the moment she didn't wish to change a thing her nose in her wet and smudged book.She sat by the tree reading.Alone and friendless she was.
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