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 Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2007 1:01 pm
Elena walked into her apartment that was the shade of dark red. There were two leather coached on one wall. One for her when she lies down and one for guests. She sat on one of the coaches and went through her bag, taking out her journal. She started to write when she felt herself dozing off...like she was sleeping...
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2007 10:23 am
She slams the door open. "No...no...I can't." She held back the feeling of going hunting. "ARHH!" She punched a wall, she didn't know how to control it. She couldn't go hunting. She clenched her fists. Her body shaking.
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