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- Oak 14 3/4" Essence of Raven Feather
Taylor lay down on top of a bench. She had been kicked out of the house by Bennys' stupid freinds and was not pleased.
She was wearing the clothes Stacey had bought her in hopes that being fashionable would help her fit in. Though she did have to admit, they not only looked nice but were comfertable aswell.
Taylor got a strange feeling that something was going to happen today, something small, but something nonetheless. I'll probably just meet someone new. Or be pushed off the bench and break a bone. One or the other.
She was wearing the clothes Stacey had bought her in hopes that being fashionable would help her fit in. Though she did have to admit, they not only looked nice but were comfertable aswell.
Taylor got a strange feeling that something was going to happen today, something small, but something nonetheless. I'll probably just meet someone new. Or be pushed off the bench and break a bone. One or the other.