Turning Dark

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CHARACTERS NEEDED. MESSAGE ME

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I've never had a real friend.

I guess you could call me an outsider or at the very least a loner..

I haven't ever really expected a friend to come along though, I think it's my face.

My eyes are a mixture of brown and red, making them look as if they glow.

And my hair is pure blackness, formed into waves that fall to my hips.

You could say I almost look dark, scary, maybe evil.

Just when I thought I couldn't be more different..

They spoke to me.

Spiders

Zombies

Slimes

Skeletons

Endermen

Even creepers.

They can all understand me.

And I can understand them.

They are my friends.

I think.

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 11, 2013 ⏰

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