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Post by Clara Ryerson on Dec 6, 2010 1:17:26 GMT -5
With her long dirty blonde hair pulled back in a low ponytail Clara headed down the street. She was dressed a pair of cut off shorts and a green and gray striped top. She was supposed to go to the store down the street to pick up milk for breakfast, but was sort of taking her time. Mornings were busy and hectic in the house and Clara sort of liked having some space. While she enjoyed her new family, she still sometimes had space issues. After all, she had been raised and an only child and now lived in a house with many many kids. Needless to say it was rough on her sometimes. So when her foster mom asked if someone could go pick up some milk, Clara had jumped at the chance to get some fresh air. On her walk to the store, she had to pass a playground. It still being early, it wasn't too crowded yet. Clara knew that it would get crowded come the afternoon filled with parents and kids all super happy, a site that somewhat depressed Clara given her bleak history. But for now it was mostly empty and Clara figured she'd take advantage... The milk could wait a bit she thought as she ran toward the swing set and pulled herself up to a standing position on the swing. She smiled thinking that this was sort of nice. Tag Any
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