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Post by leo716 on Mar 27, 2010 14:47:19 GMT -8
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Post by cassandra scaevola on Mar 28, 2010 6:58:49 GMT -8
Cassandra walked down the sidewalk, skipping around the cracks. “Step on a crack, break your mother’s back.” She muttered, giggling because she just liked having the reason to avoid the cracks. She glanced around, no one really walking along the sidewalks, just the hum of cars zooming past. Each one made her hair blow towards her face, making her nose wrinkle a bit. Her eyes turned back to the ground as she began singing softly to herself and skipping once more.
Her eyes glanced around again as she came to a complete stop in front of a school, just staring at the school wondering what it was like on the inside. She sighed as the wind pressed to her front side, her blue dress blowing behind her. She wore black flats that had a bow at the very front of the shoe just on top. Her hair came down to the middle of her back, some of which could be seen due to the open back of her dress. The tattoo of a bleeding angel was exposed on her back also, the picture a little morbid, but describes Cassandra a bit also.
Her eyebrows furrowed as she spotted a man who was laying on a branch, just silent. Slowly and quietly she made her way forward and climbed the tree and came to the foot of the man and kind of looked over him and poked his stomach softly. “Are you even alive?” She questioned him, a smirk on her lips, knowing he was alive. Some of her hair rested on him now as the colored blue strands were just long enough to reach his stomach and chest. Her snake bites were clearly visible now that she was leaning over him a bit.
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