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Post by firestorm on Nov 23, 2005 18:35:51 GMT -5
Frog stands in front of her bedroom window. It faces the porch. She sees so many people down there talking as if they were close to each other..."I guess I don't fit in..."Frog whispers to herself. She reaches into her bag and takes out a plushie of a silver haired man with blue eyes chibified. She hugs it and wonders why she even came here...
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Post by firestorm on Nov 25, 2005 19:43:44 GMT -5
Her friend Lizzie told Ftrog to try something new. Frog trusted Lizzie as her best friend so Frog decided to go...Frogs tomach rumblesall of a sudden and Frog laughs. She sets her precious Sephrioth plushie down on her bed and runs downstairs towards the kitchen.
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