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Hey I'm going to put a story up in my journal for all to read...if anyone reads my journals at all...^^:

Wounded Pride-

Chapter One.

The gravel on the side of the high 12 gave the only proof she had been there. A foot print that in a day or two would fade. It told little of her save that she wore a size nine, and that the right was slightly more woren then her left.

A few hours away from that foot print she wondered on. Her jeans were blue, baggy,and frayed at the ends, there were many patches. She wore a red hoody that fell midway past her hips. In her back pack she carried all she owned and a cat who sleep soundly as his head poked out of the packs openeing.

END of chapter one

kind of short but I kind of have writers block sweatdrop comments are apricated!