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       A new start
       By: BellaLove Date: June 19, 2017, 1:55 am
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       Anastasia loved sitting on the edge of town, it was one of her
       most favorite places to be. She was glad that her place wasn't
       really in town, but it wasn't so far off that she couldn't walk
       to get what she needed. She sat on one of the white benches that
       was placed just at the entrance of the town. Next to her was a
       beautiful rose bush, which seemed to bloom a numerous amount of
       colored roses. She had found it odd that she could plant
       something so beautiful and miraculous. Most people in the town
       marveled at the roses she had in her own home so she had took it
       upon herself to plant a bush just at the entrance of the town.
       She wanted everyone to know that even though this was a odd
       town, that it was beautiful none the less. It represented the
       beauty and also the different types of people of the town. She
       allowed one of her fingers to grace the tip of a rose, sliding
       it down to caress the petal. A soft and gentle smile graced her
       lips as she let go of the rose.
       Anastasia looked up for a moment, her eyes glancing around the
       open area before her. Her bright blue orbs seemed to flicker
       with delight as she watched a young mother with her children
       playing in the field of flowers in front of her. A soft sigh
       escaped her lips as she realized that was all she truly wanted
       in the world, to be a mother. She had a feeling it was never
       going to happen because people seemed to find her odd. Granted
       she was an odd young woman but her friends never seemed to mind
       it so much. Her eyes went from a brilliant blue to a vibrant
       green as she turned her attention away from the family for a
       while. Perhaps she should find her way home for a while, before
       her own sadness engulfed her once more.
       Anastasia walked away from the rose bush and bench she had just
       been previously sitting on and walked away from the town. Now
       was a time where she was happy she had lived on the outskirts of
       town because no one ever seemed to bother her as she was walking
       home. Most of the towns people stayed within the town and never
       seemed to venture away. They only seemed to come to her when
       they needed healing or had problems they thought she could
       solve. Another sigh escaped the womans lips as she ran her
       fingers through her curly locks*" One day I will find someone
       who appreciates me for who I am"*She continued her walk, placing
       her hands inside the pockets of her white sundress as she
       strolled along.
       #Post#: 409131--------------------------------------------------
       Re: A new start
       By: DanniWinters Date: June 19, 2017, 9:49 am
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       Christopher stretched and sat up against the tall oak tree had
       been resting under. He noticed the sun getting lower, painting
       the sky in purples and oranges, he had slept far later than he
       anticipated. He then turned his attention to the woman leaving
       the entrance of town. Anastasia, he recalled. She was an odd
       one, even compared to the residence of this dreary town but then
       again so was he. He started to wonder how one could live on the
       outside of town, how lonely and isolated it would be. He shook
       his head clearing the thought. He had a job to do.
       Christopher rose to his feet, brushing the grass off his long
       black trench coat. He tipped his hat down on his face a sign
       showing that he didn't want to be disturbed and walked over to
       the bench. Glancing down he took in the rose bush. Christopher
       had to admit Anastasia had a gift. He inhaled deeply. the smell
       was incredible, each coloured rose had a different smell but one
       not over powering the others. Christopher reached down and
       started spreading the branches, biting his lip in concentration.
       Until he found it, he gave a gentle twist releasing it form its
       stem and lifted it to his face to see his prize better; A
       beautiful, light blue rose. Reaching into his jacket Christopher
       withdrew a weathered book; its spine cracked and its pages
       yellowed with age. Opening it on a free page he inserted the
       rose , closed it up gently and placed the book back in his
       jacket. He smiled, another unique rose for his book to be
       pressed later.
       Christopher turned and started back home, a sharp pain shot up
       his arm causing him to wince. He looked down at his left hand,
       his face furrowing with confusion. His palm was cut, most
       probably from the rose bush but was curious was that
       multicoloured lines were snaking along his hand from the
       affected area.  He felt sweat drip down his forehead.
       Christopher was stunned he had never seen nor heard of anything
       like this before and now he was sweating, on such a normal day.
       He need to get his condition checked and he knew the only person
       who could. Clutching his wrist Christopher hurried down the road
       away from he town.
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       Re: A new start
       By: BellaLove Date: June 20, 2017, 7:31 pm
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       It was a five minute walk to her house and she took the time to
       stroll casually. She was not in any type of hurry for she did
       not have any visitors and she hadn't really much to do around
       the house either. A soft sigh escaped the young woman's lips as
       she kicked a tiny rock that was in front of her as she walked.
       Her moods seemed to be all over the place and she had not the
       slightest clue why. She wanted to blame it on her lack of
       socializing lately but she couldn't do that either. She had
       chosen to stay out of town for a few days because most people
       overwhelmed her when she decided to make her way into town.
       Everyone knew what she could do or they at least had heard
       rumors of her powers and that either scared people away or it
       caused people to flock to her side when she was near.
       She finally reached her home, a gentle smile gracing her face as
       she stood in front of it for a moment. Her house was huge, no
       one seemed to understand why she had a house so big when she was
       the only person occupying it. She always wanted a big family so
       when she had the money she bought a big house because one day
       she wanted to fill the house with children. A soft sigh escaped
       her lips as she walked up on the porch. It was her favorite part
       of her home because it wrapped all the way around her house. She
       took a few steps and sat down on the porch swing; kicking off
       her shoes and gently swinging back and forth.
       Anastasia closed her eyes for a moment, allowing the gentle back
       and forth of the swing to calm her troubled mind. A sigh escaped
       her soft pink lips as she dosed off into her own little world
       inside her mind. A place where she had a huge family and  was
       sitting in the exact spot she was in now, watching all of her
       children play in the front yard. This was what most of her
       dreams consisted of and a part of her loved it but another part
       of herself hated waking up from her daydreams to realize none of
       it was real. When would she have a family, would she ever have a
       family? Only time would tell
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