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Post by Claire de Cerises on Feb 9, 2006 19:00:32 GMT -5
Raven's hair was wet from her tears. Her face was bright red and her eyes were blood shot. She began to hyperventilate.
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Post by twistedbrain on Feb 10, 2006 15:20:11 GMT -5
"No, no, calm down. You don't have to tell me if you don't want to."
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Post by Claire de Cerises on Feb 10, 2006 18:06:59 GMT -5
All of a sudden, her tears stopped. She regained composure, but felt slightly depressed. Nothing seemed to matter anymore.
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Post by twistedbrain on Feb 10, 2006 18:25:16 GMT -5
"Are you okay now?"
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Post by Claire de Cerises on Feb 10, 2006 18:27:29 GMT -5
Suddenly, her mood was very cheerful. "Yep. No problem at all. My, isn't it a glorious day?" Her blithe attitude astonished the bank teller.
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Post by twistedbrain on Feb 10, 2006 18:28:26 GMT -5
The teller was astonished. "Mood swings!" She hated teenagers and their attitudes.
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Post by Claire de Cerises on Feb 10, 2006 18:31:15 GMT -5
"Mood swings?!" Raven said contentiously. "You think I have mood swings?!"
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Post by twistedbrain on Feb 10, 2006 18:32:36 GMT -5
"Well, a second ago, you were crying her eyes out!"
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Post by Claire de Cerises on Feb 10, 2006 18:34:15 GMT -5
"What's with you?" Raven shot back. "I didn't cry, you liar!"
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Post by twistedbrain on Feb 10, 2006 18:35:19 GMT -5
"Your hair is soaking, and there's a wet stain on my uniform!" The teller just barely managed to keep from slapping the girl.
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Post by Claire de Cerises on Feb 10, 2006 18:39:50 GMT -5
Raven looked at her hair, still soaking with salty tears. "What?" Raven was confused. Her head was feeling light. It was getting hard to breathe. As she looked at the golden walls, her eyes blurred, and she blacked out. Her body hit the floor with a "thud."
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Post by twistedbrain on Feb 10, 2006 18:41:57 GMT -5
The teller looked in shock, then grabbed her and dragged her to the street. She hailed a taxi, and took Raven to the hospital.
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Post by Claire de Cerises on Feb 10, 2006 18:45:49 GMT -5
Raven was still unconcious. Her body was used to the fainting spells. Bruises on her arms and legs showed her hurtful experiences.
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Post by twistedbrain on Feb 10, 2006 18:47:42 GMT -5
They arrived. The teller sat in the room, although she didn't know why she cared so much. She saw Raven's eyelids flutter and open.
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Post by Claire de Cerises on Feb 10, 2006 18:52:41 GMT -5
"Ecopoponominai... Neir tid em en ac," Raven muttered nonsense. She normally did that when she had her fainting spells.
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