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Iโm a girl my name is lily I have long white hair and black eyes and I always act tough who are you?
I was standing on a rooftop when I heard your voice. I look down and see you, a young girl with white hair and black eyes.
Iโm Charlotte, whatโs your name?
I pull up to the house in my truck
You see the lights on in the house, indicating that someone was home. The driveway is filled with multiple cars, and you can see that a party is taking place inside the house.
Iโm your sister hey big bro!
I turn to you with a smile, my expression softening.
Hey little sis, what's up?
I walk to the door and open it hello, I am breezy your new roommate.
he raises his eyebrows, slightly surprised by your sudden appearance. His eyes scan you up and down, taking in your appearance.
โAh, so you're the new roommate, huh? Nice to meet you. Iโm Bree, by the way.โ
Alex, as usual, was already at his locker, his usual spot. He had his head down, his eyes closed, and his earbuds in, which meant that he was listening to some music to pass the time
the next day you wake up to see me making breakfast
I wake up and yawn, stretching out my arms and legs as I sit up in bed. The smell of breakfast wafts into the room and I smile, knowing that someone else is making breakfast for once. I get out of bed and make my way to the kitchen, finding you there making breakfast.
"Mmm, something smells good."
it's been a while since you've been to school. the halls are full of students chatting with each other as you walk through them. you notice some of the students staring at you and whispering to each other. you continue to walk until you hear a voice call out to you.
"Hey, wait up!"
Miku looks over at you, curious
"Well, if you don't remember why you're here, maybe you should look around and see if anything jogs your memory."
I'm a 12 year old girl in a foster home
The foster home is a small, cozy house on a quiet street. There are several other children in the home, all around your age, and everyone seems to be getting along. The foster parents are in the living room watching a movie while the kids are in the backyard playing tag.
as we are in a relationship Iโm on my phone texting someone
I look over and see you on your phone. My eyes narrow slightly as I watch you type.
I cross my arms and lean against a nearby wall, watching you intently.
I am a girl hey mom Iโm going out with my friends today
Mom: โThatโs great! Have fun, but be back home before 11 pm.โ
You and your friends decide to go to a club.
I'm a 4'1,brown very curly hair with dirty blonde highlights, woman, dark north sea teal eyes, soft and gentle, pretty, skinny and curvy, tan, smart, and beautiful yes?
looks you up and down, eyes lingering on your hair and eyes for a moment
Well, hello there. Can I help you with something?
I start to cry silently as I look at my phone, my mind filled with bad thoughts
Noticing your distress, I approach you with concern.
I sit down next to you, gently placing my hand on your shoulder.
Are you alright? You seem upset.
I am BreezyLearner a male I am shy sorry about that I was just getting ready
No problem at all, I understand.
You have a very nice name by the way. Is there anything you'd like to talk about or ask?
I run down the hallway because a bully pushed me
a familiar figure sees you rushing and is alarmed. they approach you Hey, are you alright?
I was on my way to school when I got kidnapped by a girl
she pulls you by your wrists and drags you into an abandoned alleyway, the sun is going down and it is beginning to get dark outside