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Post by Angel on Feb 28, 2008 7:01:51 GMT -6
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Post by Faith on Feb 29, 2008 22:43:35 GMT -6
Faith made her way into her room shuting the door behind her. She took off her jacket and her shirt, exposing many of her cuts, bruses, and burns from the fights she had been in since the Apocalypse. A tear ran down her face as she slowly pulled a piece of glass out of a wound in her side. She sat down on her bed and took off her shoes, showing all of the blisters on her feet. When she stood up, she took her pants off and put all of her clothes on her bed. She made her way to the bathroom for a shower, but stoped in front of the mirror looking all over her body. She couldn't believe everything that had happened. Was this really the end? Could this be one of her final days on earth? She had never seen such terror in her life. She turned on the water and slowly steped into the shower. The water felt amazing. This was the first shower she had had in days, so she embraced every second of it. In the middle of this amazing experience, she couldn't help but feel the pain of the situation she was in. People were dying all around her, and she couldn't seem to stop it. How could she? She was only one person. Her friends were dying, and her one true love, Robin, had been killed by an ubervamp in San Francisco. This made her weak. She missed him so much. He was the only person she had ever fallen in love with. As she finished her shower, she condemplated how she and the others would possably get out of this alive...
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