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The Wind Speaks...:A PRP:...

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Post by B 4/7/2010, 11:41 am

In the end, faith won. In the end, we lost. Never forget who you are.

Character: Miranda
Age: 24


“Dad, why am I here?” Miranda’s soft voice spoke as the beach’s misty breeze flew by slowly, wrapping around her body. “You know how I feel about this house. It’s dangerous to live here.” Miranda sighed and flopped down onto the warm, beautiful sand. The pink streak in her hair was lightly blown with the rest of her hair, the jelly bracelets dangled from her small wrists.

But in the beginning, our lives were a whole. Until love took over.
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