When We Met

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~Lima's POV (AKA my POV)~

I was content with all the friends I had. But I liked to doodle and draw and such, and would make up original characters. One of them I had named Elliet Henson. She was pretty, and tall. And she was German, but later on she I also made her French. But that has nothing to do with what happened next. Let me tell you...

~Flashback~

I was sitting on a bench. In the middle of no where. But it was near a park filled with little children. I paid no mind to it and just stared around. But then someone started walking toward me. I didn't even notice her in the park, but as she came closer, I realized...it was her.

"You're...ELLIET HENSON!!"

"Yeah, how'd you know? Oh wait...are you who I think you are?"

"Heh, yeah! You can call me Lime...or something." I can't believe it's her...and I think she wants to be friends! I wasn't nervous, just amazed...but what has my imagination come to?

~we're back to the present, brought to you by Mouse Ka-Boom's "LE HO HO"~

I ended up continuing to draw, and I made new characters. But they didn't have that same charm as Elliet. I don't know why, maybe because they weren't claimed to be officially characters. So, I decided to make a new character for a change...


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