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Post by Casey Weasley on Dec 21, 2005 8:02:15 GMT -5
Casey had looked all over the school, looking for a place to cry. Anywhere at all, but everywhere she had turned more and more people had greeted her, shown up out of the blue. Laughing and talking to friends. She had heald it in as long as she could, but she finally got to the gardens and collapsed on the ground. She started to cry, it was quiet but you could tell she was really crying. Her shoulders went up and down and she took deap breaths, trying to keep up with her crying. She was rather tall for a second year and so she was spread out. She thought about moving to a spot where she would be less likely interupted but at the thought of having to move she decided against it. Her robes were dirty, just this morning she had been running through the grounds laughing and chasing one of her many cousins. But that was a different time, she couldn't always help it. She layed their crying wondering what to do.
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Post by Monica Weasley on Dec 27, 2005 13:02:26 GMT -5
(Hope you don't mind)
Monica had been inside lauging with a few of her friends about what had happened in class. It had been funny when the feathers exploded out of no where. She had gotten tired of them cracking the same jokes about it, so Monica broke away from the crowd and went outside. She was going to go skip some stones by the lake when something caugh her attention. Right now she was standing in the garden and she heard a sob coming from one of the bushes. Plants can't cry can they? Wait those Mandrake waile, is it the same thing? Now this is different. She thought to herself then slowly peered over the bush. What she saw really shocked her, her cousin Casey was laying on the ground cry.
"Casey, whats wrong?" she asked manuvering her way through the bush so she could get to where Casey was. She was worried and wondered what had happened seeing she Casey had been lauging not so long ago.
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