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Post by ''[N] a t t a n i™ on Nov 26, 2007 8:23:25 GMT -5
Ana sighed, this was the first time she had been in the shack since her mother's death and her brother was very much depressed, there were no other kids and she was glad for that, she just had to get out of the house, out of her contained life, she couldn't handle it anymore. If only if her mother was still alive. Tears spilled out of her eyes as she walked towards the table that was in the middle, sitting down she rested her elbows on it and cried to her hearts content. Finally she stopped crying, she felt better, as if there was a weight lifted. All of a sudden she heard a noise, she couldn't really tell what it was, though she didn't care, usually it was just other kids her age or younger.
Anybody there? She called out, her voice curious, though you could still sense sadness in her voice, her optics were still stained red, and her face still somewhat wet. She probably looked like a mess, and all the trouble with the cliques, pushing her to things she didn't want to do in the first place. Her life seemed to be horrible, more then she thought. A sigh escaped from her and she sagged in the seat.
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