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~*A Haunting Memory*~
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Name: Dianna
Age: 30
Other: Dark Red hair, Bright Green eyes that are hidden behind her glasses, dark complexion, 5 feet 6 inches, seductive figure...very pretty..Very shy...works in the library, the library is comforting to her...the smells, the words written in all those books bring her joy...but, her life is lonely...
IC: stretching her arms to get that book back up on that high self...she *sighs* and utters out loud...Damn it...too friggen high...time to get the stool walking to the back room she brings out this old rickety stool to climb on...FINALLY the books all put away...and time for home....stepping out into the crisp cool night air...she says good night to the guard...pulls her light weight jacket tight around her shoulders and *shivers*...
bit nippy tonight she says outloud to know one there...*sighing* she goes down the steps...and on to the sidewalk...half way home...she realizes she is being followed...or at least she thinks so...she shrugs it off as her imagination...sparked by all the horror books she reads....dumbass she says to herself...walking up the stairs to her apartment...unlocking the door...throwing her jacket and belongings on the chair...she slips into her jammies and curls up in the bed...as her sweet little cat comes out of hiding to finally greet her....dozing off to sleep...she is awakened by her cat...standing with its fur straight up and hissing....sitting straight up in the bed...she looks around the room half asleep and tells the cat...Jasmine...your imagination is running wild again...*giggles* and falls back to sleep.........
Age: 30
Other: Dark Red hair, Bright Green eyes that are hidden behind her glasses, dark complexion, 5 feet 6 inches, seductive figure...very pretty..Very shy...works in the library, the library is comforting to her...the smells, the words written in all those books bring her joy...but, her life is lonely...
IC: stretching her arms to get that book back up on that high self...she *sighs* and utters out loud...Damn it...too friggen high...time to get the stool walking to the back room she brings out this old rickety stool to climb on...FINALLY the books all put away...and time for home....stepping out into the crisp cool night air...she says good night to the guard...pulls her light weight jacket tight around her shoulders and *shivers*...
bit nippy tonight she says outloud to know one there...*sighing* she goes down the steps...and on to the sidewalk...half way home...she realizes she is being followed...or at least she thinks so...she shrugs it off as her imagination...sparked by all the horror books she reads....dumbass she says to herself...walking up the stairs to her apartment...unlocking the door...throwing her jacket and belongings on the chair...she slips into her jammies and curls up in the bed...as her sweet little cat comes out of hiding to finally greet her....dozing off to sleep...she is awakened by her cat...standing with its fur straight up and hissing....sitting straight up in the bed...she looks around the room half asleep and tells the cat...Jasmine...your imagination is running wild again...*giggles* and falls back to sleep.........