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Ghost Of Who I Was
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Name: Bella Snow
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Build: Curvy
Bella had spent all her life in New York City, she always had a wonderful life. She was born on Christmas Day, so she always got extra gifts. But now she was nineteen, both of her parents were killed in a car accident last year. So she lived alone, sure she was set. Both of her parents had life insurance, so she wouldn't have to worry about being out on the streets. But she missed her parents terribly, she had no friends what so ever. So she was very alone, only thing she really seemed to do was go to a club every night. She would be there from open to close, she performed at the local night club called "Torch" it was a very popular place, she would sing in front of people. She loved it, and she would dance to the music, even though she danced by herself.
Lately however, she has been seeing a rather handsome looking guy. She didn't know his name at all, nor age or anything. She never even spoke to him, she has wanted to for the past week. But she is a rather shy person, so she doesn't really go up to people. Hence why she had no friends, but she was used to that kind of life. She had just gotten to the club, she was in a blue tube dress. She had a blue tear drop shaped chocker on a black strap, it hugged her throat and brought out the color of her brown eyes. She was at the bar where she was drinking a beer, she was under age but knew the owner very well. So they bend the rules once in a while for her. She sighed a bit as she watched the people dance, her brown eyes looking down at her drink.
It really sucked she was there alone, she sighed a bit and took a sip of her drink. Lost in the moment, but everything seemed normal to her. But then again it felt like someone was watching her, she wasn't to sure if it was just all in her head or what. But she shrugged her shoulders, trying her best to ignore it. She checked out her nail polish, which was black making sure it wasn't chipped. Her dark brown hair had been, laying relaxed flat against her back. Lost in her own little lonely world, but it wasn't something to embrace.
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Build: Curvy
Bella had spent all her life in New York City, she always had a wonderful life. She was born on Christmas Day, so she always got extra gifts. But now she was nineteen, both of her parents were killed in a car accident last year. So she lived alone, sure she was set. Both of her parents had life insurance, so she wouldn't have to worry about being out on the streets. But she missed her parents terribly, she had no friends what so ever. So she was very alone, only thing she really seemed to do was go to a club every night. She would be there from open to close, she performed at the local night club called "Torch" it was a very popular place, she would sing in front of people. She loved it, and she would dance to the music, even though she danced by herself.
Lately however, she has been seeing a rather handsome looking guy. She didn't know his name at all, nor age or anything. She never even spoke to him, she has wanted to for the past week. But she is a rather shy person, so she doesn't really go up to people. Hence why she had no friends, but she was used to that kind of life. She had just gotten to the club, she was in a blue tube dress. She had a blue tear drop shaped chocker on a black strap, it hugged her throat and brought out the color of her brown eyes. She was at the bar where she was drinking a beer, she was under age but knew the owner very well. So they bend the rules once in a while for her. She sighed a bit as she watched the people dance, her brown eyes looking down at her drink.
It really sucked she was there alone, she sighed a bit and took a sip of her drink. Lost in the moment, but everything seemed normal to her. But then again it felt like someone was watching her, she wasn't to sure if it was just all in her head or what. But she shrugged her shoulders, trying her best to ignore it. She checked out her nail polish, which was black making sure it wasn't chipped. Her dark brown hair had been, laying relaxed flat against her back. Lost in her own little lonely world, but it wasn't something to embrace.