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Post by Mikey Spencer on Dec 28, 2006 1:35:51 GMT
[so things for this girl wouldnt be at all bad if she wasnt new and not to mention lost. She could never move somewehre and not be lost. Wait she couldnt even go across the street without getting lost. The girl looked around like she was a lot little puppy who didn't know where to go. Her soft eyes with a confused look in them, he face a bit worried. What if she ended up like on one of those news stations..
Lost teen found dead with a worried and confused look. By the time someone had found her, it was to late. The girl was gone.
Yeah creepy much? Well for her it was. But probably not many other people. Mikey had a thing with being afraid of dark places. Her small hands in the pockets of her marshmallow like jacket with fur in the hood as she walked. A ligth breeze which made the girl a bit cold. A ruffled skirt and knee high stipped socks were on the girl making her even colder. She was just going to have to get over the scary fact now wasnt she? Having no car at the moment caused her to walk. But walk where?
She was somewhere new, with no friends, and scared on roads. She was lost like a puppy. Lost like a train on no tracks. Lost like a chicken with no head. Starting to walk a bit faster as she started hearing noises, maybe this wasnt the best place for a girl alone. Wish she would have known that sooner.
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Post by Essie Anderson on Dec 28, 2006 2:57:21 GMT
Essie some how took a wrong turn when she was heading him, and some how she had ended up there, but she knew how to go back thankfully. Maybe, there was someone in need of resuce at that moment that was just wondering around having no clue where to go. It wouldn't be much of a surprise if there was.
As she kept walking down the path she saw a figure ahead of her that looked fimlair to say the least. She herself was in a coat that was keeping her warm from the chilly wind blasts that always happened around that time of year.
As she got close enough she noticed who the person that looked deeply confused was; Mikey Spencer. She decided that she might as well give her friend a hand so she would be lost any longer.
"Hey Mikey. What you doing around here? It's kind of dangerous to be here if you don't know where you are going." She said a little bit concerned about her friend being lost in this neck of the woods.
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Post by Mikey Spencer on Dec 28, 2006 3:05:37 GMT
Whiping around to see Essie Mikey sighed releaved that it was her. Putting her hand over her heart that was beating quickly, the place was scary at night could you blame her? Moving some of her black hair out of her eyes with her white painted fingernails she shrugged. "I don't know what I'm doing. I just kind of found myself out here.
Lost as usual, but what else is new?" She said giving her a smile. "What are you doing here in this dangerous place? You could get eaten. Raped. Or both, then I would be in need of a new friend." She said shrugging her shoulders.
The girls eyes looked around trying to maybe find a funner place around here, the young girl was lonely could you blame her? Hopefully not. Her hands still cooped up inside of her jacket keeping the girl warm, maybe the skirt wasnt the thing to wear on a cold night. Oh well.
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Post by Essie Anderson on Dec 28, 2006 3:12:44 GMT
Laughing slightly at her friend's reaction she didn't blame her for looking around like that to make sure that there weren't any bad people around. The place was known for muggings and other things that were much worse than that, but Essie had never got hurt going through there before. Why would she be hurt now?
"Don't worry about me, after all I have a flashlight and I am not afaird to use it!" She said yelling the part about having a flashlight like an idiot, but not really caring. She got it out, and caused light to beam ahead of them as they walked for a little bit of resurrance.
This was one of those times that you were actually needed to be all serious and all that stuff, and get all scared and that wasn't really the case at the moment. She shook her head when she saw that her friend was wearing a skirt and not jeans like she was. "Were you planning to go partying or something?" She asked jokingly.
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Post by Mikey Spencer on Dec 28, 2006 3:22:41 GMT
Looking at her flash light she rolled her eyes a bit, "Are you ever not prepared?" She asked her tilting her head a bit to the side as some hair feel down into her eyes. Not bothering to move it she looked down the road wrinkleing her nose a bit, but it was a cute thing she did. Not an ugly wrinkle it was what she always did.
Looking down at her skirt she shrugged, "Nope, I was just going to make it easier for the dick who was gonna rape me later," She said out of sarcasim of course. Why would she want to help the person if there was one, who was gonna rape her? That would kinda suck.
"Where were you headed hun?" She asked walking down the road hoping to maybe get to a less spooky place, with more on the side of butterflies and rainbows. But knowing Mikey that wasnt going to happen that easily. Oh well she could only try, Right?
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Post by Essie Anderson on Dec 28, 2006 3:29:43 GMT
She shook her head a little bit as she replied to her first question. "Nope, never unprepared." You could still see the grin on her face that she had been having ever since she ran into Mikey. It was always the ways of Essie to be ready for whatever was ahead of her most of the time, but life still had surprised for her that was for sure.
"Of course, here is my question why would you want to help him?" She asked joking about that of course, and she always found a way to joke about something in one way or another. It was fun to hang out with friends, and always be carefree after the school bell rang for them to leave the building.
"I'm heading home, you can come too and stay the night if you need to." This was a kind action she always offered lost female friends that didn't have a clue where they were going. Althought that didn't happen all that much, all she had to do was call her parents and tell them that a friend needed to stay the night.
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Post by Mikey Spencer on Dec 28, 2006 3:46:03 GMT
Making a little pfft sound Mikey said, "I should be more like you" Sure ti was random but always being prepard could help Mikey out in school at home everywhere. She smiled at her and looking up at the dark sky a bottom lip suddenly popped out as she hated the night, that ment dark, and dark ment monsters. And to top it off Mikey didn't have her crayons with her. [ long story ] Folding her arms she shed them tight to her because of the dark.
"Well.. Ya see if I am to get raped there is no way of stopping the guy because I'm so not strong, and it would get it over with faster..." Ok that was the dumbest answer she could have said either way. Her eyes had a thinking look in them, "Ya know, maybe the guy will come after you. and not me." She said in a positive voice, although that wasnt good.
"Really?" she said with a smile, "That could be useful seeing as I have no idea how and the heck to get home," Mikey should be a blonde girl. She wasnt the brightest crayon in the box. Nope she left that to stanly the white crayon in her box of crayons at home. Either way she just wasnt it.
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Post by Essie Anderson on Dec 28, 2006 3:53:54 GMT
Shaking her head a little bit she smiled at her friend Mikey since she always came up with something funny to say. "I don't know, maybe you should keep just being yourself." The truth was that she didn't want people to be more like her in some ways, and she would rather have her friend be that person that got lost all of the time then someone like herself.
"Of course that wouldn't be good either because then the mosters might come after me." She knew that she was joking about that too of course since that was no thing she knew was not out on the road that was ahead of the two of them, and she came to a fork in the road and turned left; which was in the direction of the lesser houses of Crystal Falls.
"Of course, I would be honored to let you stay for the night." She said as she got out her phone and called her parents to let her know what was going on with her, and the fact that a friend needed to stay the night since they couldn't get home in time.
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