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why... is my world... so hard to... discrib...-sigh- This thought goes on and on in Cristyy's head every day of her life, she can't get the image seeing her famliy on that horrible day...she can never loose sight. The day it all happened was Thanksgiving, they where driving home, speeding thier way down the free way with only 15 more minutes to go befor they got home.
Cristyy then saw a big bright flash of pure white so bright it blinded her, it onlytook a couples seconds for to realize she wasn't in the car any more but sitting and some kind of hard rock ground when she finaly opened her eyes, she saw her parents car on fire instead of the cars color crisp green it was dark black chared she try to run forward to help her dieing famliy but some one from behind grabed a hold of her and said "dont you'll burn yourself trying to save them, it's to late to save them... it's to late... to late... to late... to late...
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- by LadyNaveira |
- Fiction
- | Submitted on 08/31/2010 |
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- Title: fox lit
- Artist: LadyNaveira
- Description: this is somthing that discribes me very well and i hope u anjoy it very much
- Date: 08/31/2010
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