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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2012 11:41 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 10:25 am
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Amelia Evans
Amy looked at Jason, before glancing once again at the feather. "Well, what ever it's from, I love how beautiful it is!" Amy smiled waving it around a bit. "It's mine now and I am going to treasure it always--" She turned towards Jason, her eyes were shining brightly at him, she held it in front of her. "Don't you think it's pretty, Jason?" Amy asked as she looked at Jason, Suddenly the wind blew the feather out of her hand. "My feather!" Amy cried as she ran after it. She was trying her best to catch it, watching as it drifted onto the lake. Amy looked at it floating away sadness filled her. It was a cold day, so the water was pretty cool itself. It didn't matter to Amy, she wanted that feather back. Unsure of why it was so important to her, all she knew was she had to get it back. Amy jumped into the cold water, swimming after her feather.
[[Sorry, this post kind of sucks, dealing with a migraine =/]]
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 11:07 am
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 11:18 am
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 2:32 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 2:45 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 3:59 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 10, 2012 4:27 pm
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Amelia Evans
[[Sorry this post is kind of Bleh]]
Amy looked at Jason, smiling at his reply about the feather. When he put the jacket on her, Amy could feel herself beginning to warm up, she nodded her thanks toward Jason. Perhaps Jason was right, maybe she was simply meant to have the feather. Amy was a bit disappointed by that thought, she had hoped that it belonged to a mystical creature. Amy shook her head, slowly getting off the ground. "Thanks, Jason. Something warm sounds nice right about now." She didn't drop Jason's hand, it was nice and warm. Upon walking towards the coffee shop, Amy sighed happily. "P-Please, don't let go of my hand, Jason. It feels so nice and warm." She blushed a bit as she spoke. Hoping she wasn't to obvious of why she wanted to hold his hand.
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