Zahira
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When the moon comes out to play so does Zahira!!
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Post by Zahira on Oct 17, 2006 21:37:33 GMT
Zahira sat in her room looking at photographs of Alya and herself, the little few thee where
She picked up one that she had previously flung at the wall and whipped off all glass on the phtograpth from the remainders of the frame. She cut her hand heavily in the process but didn't seem to notice.
Tears weelend in her swollen and puffy face. She pushed the photo in her back pockets of her trousers and walked out into the garden
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Zahira
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Werewolf
When the moon comes out to play so does Zahira!!
Posts: 1,184
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Post by Zahira on Oct 17, 2006 21:42:24 GMT
She hopped over the fense and walked into the depths of the forest leading to the park
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Post by Kassandra Pandora on Oct 20, 2007 1:35:51 GMT
I Hope you don't Mind if I Join.. And Shes referring to the Vampires who live along most of the street.
Kassandra sped off towards Cherry tree drive. She had been spending a lot of time here, as she was about to purchase her own home. The brunettes Dog was leaping alongside her, his little tail sweeping the air. Her parents weren't so happy when she announced where she was moving. They were fine with anywhere but here, but where else would she live? In the slums? Her pace grew slower as she looked around for her soon to be home. From beside her, her puppy whimpered as two pale men exited their big homes, all dressed in black. She suddenly felt unselfconscious, staring at them. After a moment, she realized that they were staring right back at her. Flushing, she looked down at the paper in her hands. She lifted her head up, just enough to see if they had stopped staring. Nope. One of them looked frustrated, the other looked at her menacingly. The angry looking one whispered something in the others ear, and confused one took off towards the other end of the street. *What is up with them? Is everyone going to hate me already? Shaking the thoughts from her head, she looked around. She was lost in this small neighborhood, how is that possible? Sighing, she went over to the nearest house, her puppy trotting behind her. Glancing up at the sign for a moment, she caught the words Zahira's Manor house. She rapped the front door expectantly.
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