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Post by Emilie Radin on Oct 10, 2009 18:26:03 GMT -6
Emilie was laying on the couch in her room, staring at the ceiling. She wasn't thinking about anything, which was unusual for her. Her eyes went unblinking, and she could have easily passed off as dead, to any human, but she was very much alive. One of her legs hung off the couch and her fingers twitched every now and then. She was extremely bored, and no one was home, well, she hadn't smelled or heard anyone. Then her ears picked up the faintest sound of someone entering the house.
In a matter of seconds she was up off the couch and down the stairs into the living room. No one was there, they must have entered throught the back, so she took a spot on the couch. Hopefully it was Gareth, she hadn't talked to him much lately. He was her favorite sibling, but she wouldn't admit that to the other ones. She didn't want cause any problems. Emilie did wish she could have saw her actual brothers one last time. She had wanted to look them up, but it was so long ago, she probably wouldn't find anything anyway.
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