Better Then The Old Me? The Way He Looked At Me Was Depressing

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Ricki: *cooking her little sister dinner and is waiting for her to get home to surprise her from being away fro a year*

Des: What's That Smell? WICKI!! *sees rickis hoodie and runs and jumps in her arms*

Ricki: *giggles* Hey Kiddo!

Des: Your Here! *squels*

Ricki: yeah I am I had to convince mom and dad to bring me home I hate it there it was horribile I had no one to bother me I missed you!

Des: I missed you too big sis!

Ricki's Mom: Oh My God Ricki Come here! *cries happy*

Ricki: *hugs her mom tightly* Hey mom!

Ricki's Mom: Im so happy your home!

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