The Broken Hooded Girl
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"Hey Wait Up!"
My hand grasped her hooded arm but I was craving for her Skin...for the physical contact I was slightly Disappointed she Stopped in her tracks and turned on her heels my breath hitched in my throat as I took in her warm appearance slight pink plump lips, light freckles traveled on the bridge of her nose , her dimples were slightly shown due to her lack of expression ,finally my eyes locked with her bright eyes they held sadness but before I could speak she ran
Horizon Mclain is A 16 year old Angel That Everybody Loves , She Has Big Brown Eyes That Catches Everybody's Attention , Bouncy Brown Hair with Natural Curls , Good Grades , Popularity , Bomb Shape ,and Boys Instantly Fall Over Her, She Has No Enemies , & Everybody Wishes To Be Her ,
Her Mother Candace is A 41 Year Old Black Women With Local Businesses and Her Father Henry 43 Is The President of Marbleville ,Her Mother And Father Got Married at the age 18 She Had The Perfect Life Untill Her Life starts to Crumble Down In Her Face , Emerald Eyes Attracts Her Attention.
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