| [fancypost bordercolor=white; background: url(http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs7…i_by_xana_nas-d4x3wzs.jpg); background-position: top; border: 0px transparent solid; height: 350px; width: 490px;][/fancypost] |
[fancypost bgcolor= transparent; bordercolor= transparent; borderwidth= 0px; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 36px; margin-bottom: -13px; margin-top: -15px; color: white; letter-spacing: 13px; text-align: right]Meredith Champlain[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= transparent; border: 1px double white; color:white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]
"Don't you even DARE"
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| [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; border-top: 0px solid transparent; border-left: 0px solid transparent; border-bottom: 2px solid white; border-right: 3px solid transparent; border-radius: 0pt 0pt 20pt 20pt; height:200px; width:350px; overflow: auto; color: white; font-family: times new roman; text-align: justify;]She smiled a little, then replied, " The beds look small. Other wise its great. Do you have a...particular side?" She refrained from sittin on a bed for now, standing near the doorway. She seemed awkward in her motions and phrases.Meredith fiddled with her fingers, unsure of anything. Geez, you are like a newborn foal sometimes, her mind said. Her fingers fluttered around each other, like butterflies. The little girl is in a messy, tow strewn room. Her mother stands in the doorway, smirking. "I've never seen a child take toys out to put them away." The little girl looked up from plucking teddy bears from the floor. "Mommy, I'm busy!" Her chubby fists clutch the toys as if they were a liferaft. Her mother smiled, and bent to help her daughter clean up. "No Mommy! My turn!" Her mother stood again, and looked at her child. "You pick up stuff, now it's my turn!"[/fancypost] |
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