Luna

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I sigh as i reach for the door. As soon as I open it, I'm smothered by the huge whiffs of perfume my sisters love to spray around the house like they need it to breathe. I continue walking down the hall until I catch a glimpse of my reflection in the mirror I stop to take a look at my self in the soul reflecting glass that is standing in front of me. As i look in the mirror i notice my silver hair almost immediately, I'm not an albino, my eye color is green but my hair isn't died either. In fact my hair was supposed to be red but when i was born I wasn't able to breathe and the lack of oxygen turned my hair silver. And that same day is coming up in three days from now on August 14th. "Luna!" my oldest sister yells, "Time for you to leave for a bit." my other chimes in. As i walk out the door I take a minute to look at the neighborhood, in case you were wondering my sisters make me leave the house when they have friends over, I don't mind it because it gives me a chance to see my favorite spot in this whole town, it's a cliff  and even though you have to climb to reach it the view afterward is worth it. The cliff is lined with flowers of all colors and over looking a beautiful ocean. I think I'll sit here for a while and look at the horizon. 

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