Can't Be Helped... (7 yr old boy needs girl pafp semi-advanced)

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  • Edward Silas Dayze curled up in the middle of a burning livingroom, inside a large house. Tears streamed down his small face as he sobbed quietly, though he barely moved. The roaring flames closed in...



    (He looks like my pic and as below but younger yes even the hair and outfit:

  • ooc: Name: Pearl Bonifield
    Age: 6
    Apperence: (I'll get a picture soon)
    History: Parents died in a fire, was raised by her older sister and brother.
    Other: Does he really look like that?

  • Pearl was strolling down the street for an evening walk. She looked at the beautiful houses and wondered if her old house looked like one of those. She never knew because she was only 2 when her house was caught on fire. As she strolled down the street she noticed in the distance a small light. She advanced and quickly went towards the light. Once she arrivied she gasped, in front of her eyes was a house that was in flames. She didn't want to go towards it, but she thought what if people were trapped inside? She couldn't just walk away and not try to help. She bagged on the door that was not on fire. "[b]Is anyone in there?[b]" she asked and waited for an answer.

  • He sobbed, though said nothing. He almost wanted to die.

  • Pearl thought she heard somthing, but she wasn't sure. Should I risk it? She tried the door and went inside. She held her hoodie up over her nose and mouth so she wouldn't breathe in smoke. She got done on the floor and looked around.

  • Edward curled up small, going into a fit of coughing.

  • Pearl saw him, but the smoke burned her eyes. She crawled over to him. "Come on we have to get out of here!"she replied hoarsely.

  • He shook his head, unable to speak.

  • Finally, Edward stood, and, coughing, stumbled out behind her.

  • Still in a fit of coughing, Edward nodded.

  • "Edward." His voice cracked slightly, and he had a British accent.

  • "Hi Edward!" she said smiling. She started to walk down the street. "Are you coming?" she asked turning to look at him.