I was brought back to earth when the Sara next to me burst into applause as the story came to an end. I joined in awkwardly as I had no idea what it had been about. Right around then Gladis came in to say lights out and put me to bed. Sara waved goodnight to everyone and vanished from whence she had come.
As I lay in bed that night, I thought how different both of them seemed. My Sara had long and luscious auburn hair while this one had short flaming red ones. My Sara had cool, calculating and condescending, piercing blue eyes while this one has big, warm, smiling brown ones. The last thought I had before finally falling asleep was, if they really were as different as they seemed or were they just the same with different designs.
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An Ode to a Friend
Historia CortaThey broke her beyond repair but some people are better at mending than others. This is the story of the girl who found something she had longed for all her life just about when she had lost it all.
