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Post by Iamor San Greal on Aug 11, 2005 19:24:09 GMT -5
--Iamor walked into the ball, because her Uncle had made her. He said that she needed to be more social. She sat there, thinking, not really about anything. She knew she was most likely not going to get a date, because, well, everyone hated her....And they had reason too, she was a witch, and she knew it....Still, she half hoped, that someone, anyone, would ask her.......
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