

Na part 2Annabelle took an unsteady step backwards, and fell to her butt. Did I do that? she whispered hoarsely. Annabelle looked down at her hands in shock and wonder. Strong hands grabbed her arms and lifted her up. Shocked Annabelle squeaked.Na part 2
Righted on her feet she turned to look at her so called rescuer. He was lean, and in uniform. His red hair combed neatly to the side. You okay missy? he asked her. Annabelle nodded her head in a reply. He studied her for a moment, and decided she was telling the truth.
You get home now, he drawled. Annabelle meekly nodded her head and started home.


Neverending Affecions partoneAnnabelle Robinson walked to her front door, her short choppy black hair barely touching her shoulders. Her eyes sparkled in a brilliant shade of green. She opened the door to her house, the smell of chocolate wafting in the air.Neverending Affecions partone
Mom, Im home. She called into the house. Her mother, a short plump lady with Annabelles face stepped out. A smile lit her face up.
Hey Anna, would you like a brownie? her mother asked. Annabelle made a face, in fake disgust, but walked into the kitchen. It was cluttered, as batter pans and silverware covered the counters. Her mom was preparing for their bi
Devious Comments
school sucks though
You?
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"Art is the only thing you cannot punch a button for. You must do it the old-fashioned way. Stay up and really burn the midnight oil. There are no compromises." Leonytne Price
i didnt relise this...
sorry....
how are you???
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"Art is the only thing you cannot punch a button for. You must do it the old-fashioned way. Stay up and really burn the midnight oil. There are no compromises." Leonytne Price
i apologize but im drawing a blank here....
*ZAP*
asking if you want to be my friend.....
please....
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"Art is the only thing you cannot punch a button for. You must do it the old-fashioned way. Stay up and really burn the midnight oil. There are no compromises." Leonytne Price
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