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Dec 18, 2005 14:48:02 GMT -5
Post by Accalia McKillen on Dec 18, 2005 14:48:02 GMT -5
Accalia went walking through the lawns. She was bored. No one seemed to be around. She was sick of being alone. She hated being alone. She always liked to be with at least one person, she was too social to sit by herself, though she did have her moments where she liked to be alone, to think, or something.
She had actually finished her homework, yes, gasp. She hadn't really had that much yet since the school year had barely just started. She sighed. She walked towards a spot where there were a few benches. She sat down upon one and leaned back. She looked up at the darkening sky. The sun was going down. She loved the sunset. Nighttime was her favorite time. Yes, most people were probably at dinner, but she wasn't hungry. She could just go down to the kitchens later.
She swung her feet back and forth out of boredom. She wondered if anyone else was skipping out on dinner, and wondered if it was someone she actually liked. Usually when she really badly wanted to find someone, she found someone she hated, and that wasn't much better than being alone. She sighed, staring at the sun setting, the sky orange and illuminating her in her blue jeans and gray sweatshirt.
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Sitting
Dec 19, 2005 23:49:08 GMT -5
Post by Arion Riddle on Dec 19, 2005 23:49:08 GMT -5
Arion walked through the lawn, He needed time to think. How would he take his revenge on Harry potter and the rest of the world. They all hated him for what he where, He could hear what they where saying behind his back. That they should throw him into Azkaban, He was after all the son of Lord Voldemort and Bellatrix Lestrange, The two most wanted people that has ever existed. Still there where some that still was loyal. And he will use them to get to his goal. He smiled and leaned against the tree. He looked up at the sky, The sun was going down and the darkness was spreading over hogwarts.This was his favorite moment of the day when the darkness finally come, Maybe it was because he had been grown up in darkness or maybe he just liked it, He didnĀ“t care. All he had to know was that he liked it. He sat down against the tree. And looked at the shadows that seemed to get closer for every minute. He seemed to be in deep thoughts
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