Whispers of the Mist: Watty Awards
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Hi. First off, I don't know who I am. I don't know my own parents, my own friends......if I even have parents or friends. All I can remember is waking up in an abandoned alleyway in between a bar and a tattoo shop. Yeah, not a very pretty place to get your beauty sleep. First thing I did was try to figure out where i was....who i was. But thats when i noticed no one would even pay attention to me....it was like i wasn't even there. Because really i wasn't. Another thing i noticed, i have a reflection. you cant see me but if i walk in front of a mirror a girl, with dark brown wavy hair, electric blue eyes, and a 5'6 slender but with some curves frame, is staring at you. I have no idea what happened to me, why i am the way i am right now.....but i want to figure that all out. Fast.
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