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Monday, December 4, 2006

   My First Story (In Awhile)
Yea, seeing how I'm sick, I thought I'd write...Or, well, post up a story I've been working on! ^_^; So, here's the first paragraph, lemme know what you guys think, k?

Immature

Destiny rolled over in bed, yanking the bed sheets above her head to block out the dawning sunlight. She closed her eyes again in frustration, trying to remember the dream that she was having before she was so rudely awakened. Bits and pieces of the demented dream swam before her eyes, a face, a train, a blinding flash of light, blood, pain, agony. She popped her eyes open and threw the sheets off of her, jumping to her feet. She scratched her forehead and looked at the time, a bright red 6:43 flashed back at her. She glared at it a moment longer before yawning and making her way to her mirror. She bit her lip as she looked at herself. She was very pretty, but, she still didn’t think she was. She picked up her hair brush and began to slowly pull it through her shoulder length black hair, wincing every now and then when her brush decided to tangle itself with her hair. She picked up two hair ties and pulled her hair back into pig-tails, taking care to leave her bangs dangling and swept to one side. She smiled at herself and opened her dresser drawer, searching for her make up bag. Destiny finally laid her hands on it and yanked it out, splaying the contents of it on her dresser. She ran her fingers over the mess until she finally found her black eye-linear, a girl’s best friend. She leaned over the dresser and blinked into the mirror before smudging some under each eye. She blinked again and searched for her eye shadow. She picked it up and smeared the black over her eyes and just a little bit under them. She grabbed the last bit of her daily mask and smoothed it over her lips. Destiny smiled and pressed her lips together, evening out the black lip-stick.
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