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- OOC First Name
- Cole
- Wand
- Ash Wand 14 1/4" Essence of Hair from the Tail of a Male Unicorn
- Age
- 6/2016
There was one thing that Angela could always escape into, something that she had appreciated since she could talk; music. However much she loved it, she still didn't like preforming in front of other people, which is why she went to the cliffs that early morning. She had the tan case that Sarah had brought out whenever Angela had nightmares. she would play music for her, and eventually had taught her how to play. When Sarah died, Angela kept the guitar with her all the time. it always laid under her bed in her dorm room, along with a few other of Sarah's belongings. The cool morning breeze dried the tears that threatened to form in her eyes. She hated herself for crying so much. Even she had realized that she had been moody lately, and she was now trying to be a better person.
She sat down a little ways away from the cliff, looking out over the edge. She had almost worn white jeans, and was now glad she hadn't. it would be easier to get the dewy grass off of the darker color she was wearing. She was no longer worried about the scars on her shoulders, they didn't bug her as much. She found them to be a part of who she was. She took the guitar out, and dusted it off. It had been so long since she had seen it. No on but her could touch it, so she didn't bring it out very much. She smiled lightly and looked out over the cliffs again; beauty was the nature around her. Lately she had stopped noticing that, and she needed to get back into the habit of looking around slower, and not being so harsh on everything.
She sat down a little ways away from the cliff, looking out over the edge. She had almost worn white jeans, and was now glad she hadn't. it would be easier to get the dewy grass off of the darker color she was wearing. She was no longer worried about the scars on her shoulders, they didn't bug her as much. She found them to be a part of who she was. She took the guitar out, and dusted it off. It had been so long since she had seen it. No on but her could touch it, so she didn't bring it out very much. She smiled lightly and looked out over the cliffs again; beauty was the nature around her. Lately she had stopped noticing that, and she needed to get back into the habit of looking around slower, and not being so harsh on everything.