Post by cheerqueen on Jun 13, 2008 13:43:00 GMT -5
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[/center][/size][/b]}.:Casey Autumn laid in her dark room, lonely, crying about her recent breakup with her ex boyfriend. She had her head buried into her arms, sobbing til her green eyes dried out. She thought they would be together much longer than they were, but it seemed she just wasn't it for him. And that sucked because she thought they had a thing going. Well, she thought, things are not always what they seem to be. She got out of her comfy bed wearing red sweatpants, and a horizontal black and white long man's shirt. Wearing what she wore, she felt bad about herself. There were sayings she heard about sweatpants, and horizontal shirts. They make girls look fat, and that's what she wanted. She didn't want to be picked up by a guy for her looks, and then dumped. Especially by someone that she loved. Casey walked to the bathroom and looked at herself in the mirror. She saw a complete fool. She turned on the water to the bath, and turned the knob to four. Five being the hottest and one the coldest. Casey didn't even take off her clothes before getting in. After sitting in the water and feeling heavy for five minutes, she then took off her clothes. Casey took up over an hour in the bath that morning. She just sat in the water thinking for more than half an hour. When she got out, she changed into more big clothes. A long white t-shirt, and more sweatpants. She deodorized herself up, but didn't put on any sweet smelling perfume like she used to. Stepping out of the door, a new change came over her. She didn't know what it was, but it was something.:.{
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[/b][/size][/center]}.:Casey Autumn walked down the busy, crowded streets with a look on her face that was so sad. She looked like she just lost a family member, when it really was a boyfriend. She walked so slow, so much pain in every step. Casey walked by a flower shop, looking at it with such sadness. That day was not the best day for Casey, everything good turned into a bad because of the way she was feeling. She looked at those flowers, and they were speaking to her. They were telling her that buying a flower would make her feel so much better about herself. But she thought that was just her mind messing with her. So about to walk past the flower shop, a woman smoking a cigerette that was dressed up so similar to her, spoke to her.:.{
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