Mollie
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A mostly dark-skinned girl in her early twenties gracefully danced on the ice with her black skates. She held a harsh view on the world, but the moment she stepped on the ice, all of those thoughts disappeared. The only thing she didn't tune out while she skated, was the music coming from her earbuds and the crisp sound of her skates against the ice.
Sometimes the bad people made her feel as though the world was falling apart. After what she was taught from a young age, to give and not take, she couldn't understand why the worst things happen to the best people.
Only the worst seemed to happen to Mollie, she didn't truly believe it until she almost loses her brother in a drunk driving accident.
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