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Post by Mitexi Black on Sept 25, 2006 19:37:09 GMT -5
Mitexi was sitting just outside the library. Reading. That was something you didn't se often. It was obvious she was bored, because she had actually stolen a book from the public library she was now a block away from and was laying down with her back to the seat of a wooden bench. She was now settling in Central Park. She was wearing the usual baggy jeans with a short sleeved black shirt covered by a somewhat thin sweatshirt. The book she was reading was the worst book she had ever read. And she didn't read much. It seemed that everytime she did pick up a book, it was horribly boring. Still, she keep reading anyway, just occupying time as it passed by ever so slowly. She took out her phone to see what time it was. 7:32am. Great, only about 11 more hours until she'd fall asleep somewhere again. Mitexi didn't understand how people enjoyed this so-called relaxing.
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Post by Shadow Walker on Sept 26, 2006 21:26:35 GMT -5
A young girl walked down the path in central park wearing a hooded jacket and green cargos. With her hands in her pockets she strolled along quietly, not wanting to actually disturb anyone but more looking for something. She seeked shelter from the sun which had now just started to rise and she needed it soon. She completely hated the day time, absolutely nothing to do but sleep and she couldn't stay asleep for that long. A lot of times she found herself counting the dots on the ceiling of an abandoned school where she normally resided during this time but it was completely across town. So deep in her search she had passed up a girl, a few years older than her reading, and hadn't even noticed her.
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