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[GoodNight SunShine]

[Dimitri]●[Luke]●[Tchaikovy]

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Birth Certificate.

►XXThey stamped it on me:XDimitri Luke Tchaikovy

►XXBut I changed it to:XDimitri, Luke, Demi. But if anyone asks I'm Peter Belikov.

►XXWe Celebrate on this day:XJanuary 20th

►XXSo how many candles are there?X21

►XXAnd when you popped out that day you wereXQuite the attractive wolf.

►XXAnd I lived inXMoscow Russia.

On The Outside.

►XXIt's all naturalXA golden main.
►XXEyes are the window to the soulXGrayish Blue.

►XXAs tall as a treeXSix foot

►XXBut don't think I'm fat.X156 pounds.

►XXThe metal.XNone

►XXThe inkXNone

Digging deeper.

►XX My heart beats for thoseXLittle lambs

►XXI work for:XThe rebellion [Russian and Middle Eastern Unit.]

►XXBut I studied to be:XA Neurosurgeon

►XXI wish I could have these:X
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►XXDon't go any closer:X
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The Loose Ends.

►XXI come with theme music:XAngels on the moon

►XXI can't live without them around:X
►XXI think I'm in love:X

GoodNight SunShine / Anybody.©

[GoodNight SunShine]

→ ❤ ←
「 Erica Kale Phoenix 」
❝ Build Those Walls Higher ❞

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here i am

>>>>>★ Kale
>>>>>★ Twenty
>>>>>★ You know I'm such a femme fatale

what you see is what you get

>>>>>★ Deep Orange
>>>>>★ Deep Brown
>>>>>★ 5'5
>>>>>★ 117
>>>>>★ Ears . Labret.Tattoo on my right shoulder

something extra

>>>>>✔ something you like. (at least 5)
>>>>>✖ something you don't like (at least 5)
>>>>>◆ a fear. (at least 3)

i do what i do because i can

insert descriptive personality here.

taste the rainbow

>>>>>★ Theme song
>>>>>★ posting colors
>>>>>★ GoodNight SunShine.

[GoodNight SunShine]

hai everybody, my name's Elisha May Courtlyn ,
but just call me Psyche because i have to keep my real name secret.
i'm Seventeen, so sorry, i'm too young for you.
oh yeah! did you know i'm the The Oracle?
... and the strings? GoodNight SunShine is my puppetmaster.

Username: Goodnight SunShine.
Posting Colors :#38346a and #88495f
Character you want: Vampire Female 2
Age: 276 ( around ) Looks 25.
Character's Name:Mariah Anne Fairbrook.


The " Adult" Vampire Writer.
Name:Allison Jane Vontell.
Age: 24
Gender: Femme
Abilities: None know to her as of yet.
Posting Color: #27408B
Gaia Name: GoodNight SunShine




xxxxxxx Youngest Fallon Daughter || Female || Moira Riley Fallon || 20 || #E3A869 || GoodNight SunShine || open
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here are some roleplay samples: oo1 and oo2

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Isn't it just lovely...

Just thrilling....

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....Maybe?....

G * L * I * T * T * E * R

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Don't remember a thing by Tomorrow

Wake up.Pack up. ≤▪≥

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Mama and Papa where'd
they go? Must have been because
they couldn't keep there
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Can't work for your

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Your too young.
Your Too young and she's just a girl.XXXXXXX and there's no way I'm having her work in a factoryXXXXXX No matter what age.



[ But were dyin' out here.]

Oh No, she has
DREAMS
Now, she told me.

--- I wanna I wanna I wanna I wanna I n e ed to I n e e d to I n e e d to.---

XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX But you know, how many times that worked out....
We're B E T T E R then that orphanage,anyways.

Even though we'd grown used to switching places
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I didn't want that Winterto be her Our last.

" What's two pathetic live lost under the city snow banks mean at all."


" They'll throw us out with the trash "

The city to looked more and more like a grave yard to me.
Everything being------------------&Piledupintoonesmallgrave.




And there's always a grave robber


Grab it
Get it
Find a use for it.



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[GoodNight SunShine]

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{ My Birthright }- -» Kristina Jane Vanders
--------With a few exceptions-» Kris,Krista.
{ This day and age }--» Eighteen
{ All I've got }--» You really need your eyes checked. Female.
{ Pick & choose }--» Straight as a circle.
{ Tales of old }--» The Attention Whore

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{ Gates to the soul }--» Light olive green
{ Torture me }--» Chocolate brown to black.
{ Birthday suit }--» Porcelain
{ Notch in the wall }--» 5'6 and 118 pounds.
{ Scar tissue }--» Extra
{ More than good looks }--» Snazzy lyrics with photos attached in urls. One image to the left, right or center.

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{ Read me like a book }--» Up to ten words that summarize personality, no less than five. List, with about a paragraph explanation for each.
--------Guilty pleasures-» Likes, list. Ten maximum, five minimum.
--------Pushing buttons-» Dislikes, list. Ten maximum, five minimum.
--------Under the covers-» Fears and phobias, list with short explanations, if needed.
{ Old habits die hard }--» Quirks and mannerisms, list with explanations
{ Skeletons in the closet }--» A secret you’d never tell
{ Tell me, doctor }--» Allergies, afflictions and conditions. Everyone’s got them. List.
{ Wait! I can't forget my }--» Absolute favorite things; items or trinkets with sentimental values that could never be left behind. List, with very small explanations.
{ Daydreaming }--» The ideal man or woman. This can be short.

{ Someday, somehow }--» Goals and aspirations for future life, can be listed.
{ Slow motion relapse }--» History. Make it interesting, nobody likes boring histories.
--------Little house on the prairie-» Immediate family

{ Behind it all }--» GoodNight SunShine
{ #27408B & #548B54 }

[GoodNight SunShine]

♥ I am born and raised in New Orleans.I love this city but I do love to travel also. I love learning and experience new things in the world and,not to brag or anything,but the book has allowed me too. I love going to big cities and small remote locations too.

♥My house is really cool. To me at least. It was a abit of a fixer when I got it but now its real special I think. Its not the grandest or anything but I love it .And so does my cat Lucas. Although I think I might move up one day.I have an apartment in New York and I'm thinking about finding a dream house in New Orleans.

♥ Before the book became a Best Seller I work as a journalist for the New Orleans news paper. I went to collage for two years after getting out of high school at 18,taking a journalism course (really writing the only thing I'm good at ). It was a good job that I enjoyed but my mind was in other places....obviously.

♥ Katrina was devastating. Not only to me, but to my city. It was hard to see the place I love suffer so much.The people the land. Friends of mine lost everything. A good friend of mine was lost to the storm. Even rough drafts lost, not due to Katrina directly but still.I put in any extra hour I could spare helping , along the way finding ideas for my book.

♥I speak quiet fluently in french, my grandmother being from France taught my mother and so on. I also love to play music.My favorite instruments to play are the guitar and the cello. I love all sorts of different music.

You may call me [|Emmalyn Jane Vontell] or [Emma]
I've been around for [24] years.
You'll know me by my [brunette] hair, and [big chocolate brown] Eyes.
I stand around [5' 7] and weigh an attractive [134].



I suggest that you write down that I'm also [The "Adult" Vampire Writer]
And I have the odd ability to [Nothing as of yet.]
Which I owe to [GoodNight SunShine]

[GoodNight SunShine]

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[GoodNight SunShine]

●Name: Ella Rose Tyming.

●Age: Seventeen

●Gender: Female

●Height: 5'5

●Weight: 107

●Patient Number: 313

●Residence: Permanent

●Reason for admittance: Patient was found at the scene of a fire at the factory the patient worked at. The fire was claimed to be caused by her. It was deemed accidental but it is on clear weather or not it was purposely set by her. People who knew her said she had a habit of very strange and erratic behavior and didn't seem to be of ordinary standing. She had probally been this way her whole life.Courts sent her here.

●Background:Not much is known about patient. Was born in small town in Northern parts of England. Her father died when she was 10 and her mother sent her to live with her Uncle.She started to work at the factory when she was 13 to help support herself. Uncle works a free lance fisher man. Said to have cretin addictions of his own. Patient said she had lost track of her uncle. He is currently being tracked down. No signs yet.

●Behavior:Patient most of the time shows a great deal of desperation in everything she does.

[GoodNight SunShine]

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You live in a church
Where you sleep with voodoo dolls
And you won't give up the search
For the ghosts in the halls
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Writers block.

Staring at blank pages. Ideas going know where. Pressure increasing.Nothing coming . Tap on the table. Tap on the floor. Empty spaces. Filling spaces. Filling with nothing.Emilie watched as the words appeared on the screen of her computer. She'd type a few paragraphs , read them over only to realize how garbage they were.

Alt Delete this. Backspace That.

Her story, there story did plan on having squeals. A series of sorts. Not to many, but enough to have a satisfied ending. This world she had created was complicated and as much as she wanted to say she could fully flesh it out in one book and have a the ending that a book like this needed she knew she couldn't. She wanted to have about 4-5 books .She wanted to have time to map out the next few books so that they came out at the right time. Had the right amount of development and detail and felt natural in plot progression.

Grotesque, heart pulsing , edge of your seat natural.

These ideas though , were formed before the harsh realities of the publishing world got to her. It was a stupid and naive thing to think the with novel publishing the pressure wouldn't be some much on timing but on content. She worked in the journalism world and she knew it all depended on timing . Timing and your use of words. With that any story could be turned into big news. Especially if you knew your audience.She thought she would have more freedom in the novelist world.' I guess I'll always have my head stuck in the clouds.' Her publicist had been pushing for the new book for months and now that Emilie's book had blown up....

"I'm going for a walk." She said out loud , looking down at the black cat rubbing against her leg. Her 'roommate' Lucas. Emilie saved whatever she had typed,deciding she would go through it later to see if there was any workable content there.
"Be good. I won't be gone long . If I ain't back in 45 minutes call the cops alright" She smiled ,ruffling the cats fur , hearing it meow. She knew cats couldn't do that, she wasn't crazy.Joking around with the kitty help make the small house feel abit more alive. The cat meow softly , following her thought the house as she put on her sweater and sandals,making she her keys were in her purse."Love ya Lucas." She smile again, closing the door as the cat waved his tail and walked away.

New Orleans was nice tonight. Quiet, the sounds of music and party's coming from the core. She felt at ease in the city.Never did she hide at home at night,never did she take too many precautions. She knew it wasn't the safest place in the world . Probably not by any means but she didn't want to cower in fear of the city and its people. If so, why live here? She walked the neighborhood she was familiar with. No one really out tonight. Just her and the breeze of the cool ( by New Orleans standards ) night.This is what she needed. No pressure here.No expectations. No one to please. No one but her--


" AH-Urgh." She felt a sharp pain in the back of her head. A mumble screech coming from her mouth as she grabbed the back of her head.Blood.She looked at her hand covered in the deep red liquid, feeling instantly hazy.She turned around, seeing a two people behind her." Hey! What are you do-." She was silence as one of them hit her and she fell to the ground.Now she knew where the pain had come from ,but why hadn't she known there was people behind her? Why didn't she fell the full pain of the fist hit that had made her bleed for crying out loud! " Doing....." She looked up of the ground confused. Sleepy all of the sudden." Oh no....can't control it....." .She caught one more glimpse of the her attackers. She looked at them. Something telling her not to fight , just to stay in the dreamy haze because it felt good.She wasn't sure if she was telling her self that though and there was nothing she could do at that point. By the time the male approached her she was out.

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The warm sun beamed down through the wide windows,spreading over Emilie skin,waking her up with a hot a sticky feeling.She opened her eyes half of last nights odd happenings coming right back to her, She groaned not wanted to think about it,Not sure if she wanted to go back to sleep to the unknown or figure out what the hell was going on .One thing was certin to her.No way in hell was this her room or the room of anyone else she knew .She forced herself to look around,not just dismay it and to lay back down to catch a few more minutes of sleep. Sleep that might help the pulsing headache and confusion.' Well....its better then a basement ..I hope'' Emilie knew right away this wasn't just a walk in the park. Not with hit she remembered. She just didn't know what she was dealing with . Obviously not just a New Orleans crazy. She remember something almost sophisticated like,That made it even more menacing .She couldn't point out a motive for someone to want to attack her though..then again she could point out hundreds.Extortion? It seemed plausible.She did have money now and a little bit of fame but...still she wasn't some famous actor or anything.Not a politician who might have something hidden or exposed classified information. She was just a novelist. A vampire novelist.

' Then again...I could be someones random 'fun'....'Emilie gulped. Another pulse from the back of head.The pain reached the rest of your bed. She was trying to stay calm and think rationally but well, it was hard.' Maybe whoever it is, is nice and will give me some painkillers.' She shook head head lightly to stop thinking of ways of pain killing that didn't involve pills...Another gulp.Emilie moved her sprawled out body, sitting up, taking everything in.She got up and crossed the room to the windows, pulling back the curtains covering most of the glass.' Where the hell am I?....' From her location a least 30 feet of the ground she could see the clear,calm blue water through the trees.She shut the curtains. Knowing know, any chance of escape might be much much harder.Emilie rubbed her hand over the back of her head. The pain had shot up now.' No dream. Theres dried blood back there....'.Sigh.'Let me guess the doors locked.' Her hand wrapped around the delicate gold doorknob twisting it.Click. The door swung open.

Emilie peered her head down the hallway,all the curtains closed so it was as dark as it could possibly be. She wasn't sure as to why the door was opened. One would think if someone would go through all the trouble of capture a person they wouldn't leave the door unlocked.' Unless the plan is for me wonder.......'. Her mind was racing into dark thoughts, but rightly so.Panic was raising but she knew there was nothing she could to do calm it. The best thing was not to scream or cry and be alert.' No sense staying here and waiting ...'Emilie looked down the halls again, no one was near. Maybe she could find a phone. Her purse had been left behind it seems.She ran her hand through her hair,looking around the room. Trying hard not to panic. She digged through the night stand drawer' Gotta be something in here...' She was hoping to find something , anything that could be used as a weapon encase she met her attackers head on.' Good enough.'There was a sharp looking silver letter opening at the very bottom. She guessed if you dig in deep enough...' No No No not killing anyone. Just finding a phone '. Keep her mind clear. Find a phone....think more after that.She set down the dark hall. Praying that she wasn't being an idiot right now.

((OOC::: Sorry Its bad and long. Next post I'll get her to move to the place where everyone is ..where ever that is * Is really tried * : smile )

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[GoodNight SunShine]

PENELOPE JANE PETERS the DYING RUNAWAY♀
GoodNight SunShine

PENELOPE JANE PETERS the DYING RUNAWAY

[ Eighteen ] [ Unsure] [ Single ] [ Steadfast ]

history here. i know the kids and other criminals could have troubled pasts, but let's not go overboard, shall we?


personality here. remember, no one is perfect.


lifestyle information here. this goes from where they live, who they see, what they do, to all that goodstuff. if you are a society 6 member, you can describe what you bring to the group here.



( username )

[GoodNight SunShine]

「xxxx Evelyn Autumn Vanderveilt xxxx」

❝xxxquote or lyric with extra linksxxx❞

➥xxxxEvie, Autumn, Vel.
➥xxxxEighteen
➥xxxxAugust 4th
➥xxxxcreative way of saying girl/boy
➥xxxxLook at those men
➥xxxxThe Anorexic.
➥xxxxThe Cutter
➥xxxxlink to theme song
➥xxxx #548B54


✔xxxfive likes separated by comas
✘xxxfive dislikes separated by comas






「xxxx dig a bit deeperxxxx」
❝xxxpart of lyric or quote that relates to you're characterxxx❞


This story is not really mine as much as it my mothers.



goodnight sunshine

[GoodNight SunShine]

Mommy calls me
it'sanillusionElisha May Courtlyn

But the rest of the world knows me as
it'sanillusionEllie

I'm this many!
it'sanillusionSeventeen

And I'll be one more on this day
it'sanillusionDecember 19th

The doctors say I'm
it'sanillusionPersonality, at least five traits in a bulleted list

These are better than cupcakes
it'sanillusionLikes, at least ten, also in a bulleted list

But these are worse than public speaking
it'sanillusionDislikes, at least ten, once again in a bulleted list!

Not that it's your business
it'sanillusionA brief history of your character. Keep it around two or three paragraphs. Be sure to include why your character is here.

And this is the person you never see.
it'sanillusion GoodNight SunShine.

[GoodNight SunShine]

GWENDOLYN MERIE BENDELL
i'm the angel of these parts.

Calm down my heart.
Don't beat so fast.
And don't be afraid
Just once in a lifetime.

SMILE LIKE YOU MEAN IT
●●●_____i'm a good kid_____»__________ who's just a dead girl now
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i'd prefer you call me_____»__________ just gwen really.
●●●_____♥ _____»__________ the beautiful ami

◆sweetI'm sweet. Plain and simple.
◆motherlyExplanation of said trait. At least one good paragraph. Which isn't as hard as it seems, I'm sure you can do it.
◆sensitive Explanation of said trait. At least one good paragraph. Which isn't as hard as it seems, I'm sure you can do it.
◆down to earthExplanation of said trait. At least one good paragraph. Which isn't as hard as it seems, I'm sure you can do it.
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Life; Random events that come to pointless end. Make the best of it. I did. I really tried to . All though I never thought I would have such little time on the earth but really, how much do we know? Clearly not alot . Sadly not alot.

I mean. I was stupid enough to let myself believe I had a life.

I was born seventeen years ago and seventeen I will stay. I lived in a little house. With a seemingly normal family . My mother was a stay at home mother but she was always busy. With me or my brother or volunteering with environmental groups. Four years ago she opened up a little flower and plant shop on the side. Still running well.My father is an English teacher. I had little worries or cares.I had ambitions and was loved.Loved by my mother. Loved by my father. Loved by my brother.He said his love is unconditional but I always felt I had fight for it.From an early age I knew that I wasn't completely related to him but that never phased me until I was older. I was always scared that he'd turn around and say something along the line of " Gwen really! Quit with the bullshit your not my real sister!" and then we'd end up fighting. I was so afraid that would happen with anyone. Weather close or strangers. I never wanted anyone to feel like they were safe and comfortable and wanted and needed .I needed to feel those things myself so badly and gave onto other what was given to me. Love.

We all moved forward. Nothing incredibly interesting about em I must admit.I think I'm interesting to myself but to others I'm just another goody good but I liked it that way.I knew I was a blessed.There was no way to deny it. I came from a loving mostly stable family. I didn't have any incurable diseases or strange abnormalities. I didn't have anything really horrible happen to me ...well at least not a that time. Of course I had my bad days, everyone does but as a whole. When I looked out onto the world I wanted to spread that.I didn't want to spend time bringing to the plate what was bad as opposed to what was good.Naively I guess,but we all need a little optimism. No amount of scare tactics or realism of the hell that's around will ever fixed what we have without optimism. I think there's word for it . Hope.

I wanted to be that hope. That hope that everyone had but I dind't know if I could be it. I am weak and too

I did alot of things outside school .I worked with my mother with environmental issues. Helping at hospitals, homeless shelters.Anti- Racism. Anti-Sexism.Troubled youth.I worked with my church too. My church and my religious believes are alot more laid back then others. More accepting or differences.I was never one to believe that god ...or the gods were ever there to punish but to guide. Guide to a better life. I am never one to prosecute other religions or believes. I believe there is one god but what puts my word higher then others.Most other religions believe in the same principles as I do. Those principles or love and hope , of forgiving and giving is what should be promoted.Thats....thats what I thought anyways.

School went along .That's all I can really say about. I did good. probably what would be considered above average. Teachers liked me and I had my close friends.Ami to be exact.Strange and new and beautiful Ami, The only person other then my brother that I felt I could let everything out and not feel like a liar or stupid in front of. No one really hated me and I never set out to make any enemies.Though I could tell there were some that did not like me very much. To them I was the perfect child who couldn't feel. Just another faceless prep. A lame geek.I acknowledged the whispering and the dirty looks. I did wish I had a bit more strength to just turn around and tell them what I was really feeling and why I the way I do. Cause trust me I do feel. More then just happy and excited but I do not feel it to be necessary to show everyone every bad thing I felt. If I had a problem I talked it out with my brother. He always knew the best way to fix it. He is a good person and knows the right thing to do.Please never write him out just because of his appearance or reputation.He's as human as anyone else and it was never ever ever his fault!

That's why I was so heartbroken when he started showing up with some new friends of his.

I asked.All the time. Gavin said it was nothing. Just the ' there not close friends really. There cool Gwen,don't worry ' but I knew better then that. Just by the way he was talking.



◆Anything extra; Fears, habits, likes, dislikes, etc. You can leave this blank if you want... But it's a further extension of your character, and I'd rather it be filled in with something.

goodnight sunshine

[GoodNight SunShine]

Rachelle R E E D

❝Dammit , don't forget to breathe.❞


ɪ'm agent Rachelle Emma Reed
but's it's Ray
I didn't celebrate last October 23rd
even though ɪ was turning eighteen
are you blind? ɪ'm a Chick, duh.
ɪ work for Secret Service
my heart beats for all them boys out there.


not in the files

They like to erase the fact that I had a life before this but I don't care.I'll tell you anyways.

You'll find out over time alot of things happen to me by accident. I will never admit , I'll say it was just cleverly planed but there are alot of mistakes.I've lived in New York all my life city all my life. Again. I really never had that much of a problem





my cover story

I need a bit more of a departure from New York so the back story they gave me is a little longer then I would have hoped for. I'm supposed to say that I grow up in a small farming town in Kansas. I lived with my mother Suzanne and my bother ,who is off to collage Cameron ( who the gov' has gotten people for those parts if needed).My father leaving my mother when I was six.My mother isn't that found of the farm , only keeping alive out of love for her mother, who started it. Its small , not the profitable and requires a ton of upkeep. ( We have chickens,two cows " Betty and Bill " and of course the barn yard cat and dog."Mittens and Fredrick"( who are actually set up with the fake house and fake family. Just in case ). We had gardens with most of the major vegetables you could think of. We sold the veggies and stuff to local markets and producers but it wasn't enough so my mother also had a secretary. My uncle ( actor ) helped with the farm when he could . Normal childhood really. School , Friends, Family , Farm.

When we grow up my mother started going out to the closest city,trying to meet people, bored and fed up with the country lifestyle. She found it in her know boyfriend of three years Ricardo ( again, government actor )Nice guy, I'm supposed to act like I like him but the real point to Rick is that he is absolutely loaded. He and my mom meet at a club ( ha. Older people clubs ) while he was in the city for business. Really he lived in a New York loft. Some sort of Wall Street guy.Anyways, the tow had stuck a relationship, trying to balance the two places over the years.Phone,computer, little visits. All way falling in love.


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[GoodNight SunShine]

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" Yeah, I'll see you guys tomorrow. Don't be late this time--- Yeah Yeah, of course I got it. I ain't dumb --- This is close enough----Bye Bye' Cadence blew a kiss to the car driven away , faces sticking out of the window wishing here there crazy farewell for the night. Late Night party. What else was there to do.Another Rebellious kid story? Sure you could say that but it didn't matter, it was her life to live and really Cadence was the golden child of the family " Its just a little fun. Parents were hippies anyways" Cadence knew her parents didn't mind as much as others. She had enough common sense to regulate alittle. She didn't wanna give up her life in the party, she wanted to enhance it. Something many people don't understand. Like her brother. She knew how her like to get baked out of his mind behind the convince store every couple of nights.Recently he had moved out of there parents house and got a dingy little apartment for himself and his friends so the amount he was lighting up might have increased with no supervision what so ever. Cadence wasn't even sure if he had a job.Either him or one of his friends must have a job because they never seem to run out.She wouldn't get into it though.When he was living in the family house she rarely spoke to him about it with him and stayed out of his business completely. Now she barely saw him,having gone over a few times and being shoved out after a few hellos and maybe a drink. They didn't act like sister and brother anymore, they could even be seen as strangers in each others eyes but that was alot better then it could have been. At least they didn't hate each other.