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Post by ♥ Kara Lee ♥ on May 29, 2007 10:38:13 GMT -5
A loving home is far away.
That was the single thought that raced through Kiara's head. Her eyes were puffy with tears as she stared at the wall. On her lap was her binder, full of songs she had written while she was here. There were at least seven hundred in it, and surly more to come. Kiara's mind drifted to her parents and her little sisters, all dead in the fire..+/[/size]
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Post by xx. Cavalletti on Jun 14, 2007 4:09:05 GMT -5
Harriet, like a shadow, moved, almost floated into the building. It brought memories with it. She spoke softly to a nun for a wwhile before moving down the hallway, alone, looking at each unhappy child to the next. Then she saw a small figure. She was skinny, and young. Harriet stood over her for a few moments.
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Post by ♥ Kara Lee ♥ on Jun 16, 2007 20:52:35 GMT -5
Kiara looked up, eyes wide from slight fear.
Hi,
She said softly, opening to a fresh piece of looseleaf and began another song.
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Post by xx. Cavalletti on Jun 28, 2007 3:37:44 GMT -5
ooc. sorry bout the wait wont happen again and ill be active again on sunday.
Harriet smiled softly anfield crouched to her eye level. She hummed gently to the tune.
You sing beautifully.
She said. She paused until she finished the song.
My names Harriet Dalton. I used to live here. You know I have a problem.
She said, smiling.
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Post by ♥ Kara Lee ♥ on Jun 28, 2007 10:10:45 GMT -5
Kiara stayed quiet, bright blue eyes watching her.
I suck at singing,
She said softly.
You're lucky to have gotten outa here,
She continued.
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Post by xx. Cavalletti on Jun 30, 2007 0:55:47 GMT -5
Harriet bowed her head and nodded.
I know I was. Thats why I come back.
She paused.
Tell me about yourself.
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Post by ♥ Kara Lee ♥ on Jun 30, 2007 1:03:34 GMT -5
I'm almost fourteen, my parents and siblings burned in a fire, and I'm fuck!ng board out of my mind, excuse the launguage,Kiara hissed.
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Post by xx. Cavalletti on Jun 30, 2007 1:12:30 GMT -5
Harriet sat silently. She didn't smile or speak for several minutes. Then she stood.
Kiara. I have two daughters. 8 and 16. I don't mind swearing. But I'm sorry I don't think this will work. I have horses and dogs and animals at my stable. I was willing to give you a chance but...
She said softly. It was just the anger she heard in the hiss. Not the swearing.
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Post by ♥ Kara Lee ♥ on Jun 30, 2007 1:17:57 GMT -5
I'm sorry. It's just..... forget it. Let's start over, I'm cranky today, She said softly.
Please don't leave....She said, her voice trailing at the end and making her sound like a little kid.
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Post by xx. Cavalletti on Jun 30, 2007 1:35:47 GMT -5
Harriet faultered, pausing. She turned back.
Okay.
She said softly.
Well, anyway. You know how to ride?
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Post by ♥ Kara Lee ♥ on Jun 30, 2007 1:39:14 GMT -5
I did...at one point. I haven't ridden since the... the fire....
Kiara answered, voice faltering lightly at the end.
I was leasing a beautiful Blue Roan Thoroughbred gelding. His name was Baby Baluga. But after the fire...they let someone else lease him...
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Post by xx. Cavalletti on Jun 30, 2007 1:45:07 GMT -5
ooc. Post tomorrow!
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Post by ♥ Kara Lee ♥ on Jun 30, 2007 15:55:20 GMT -5
OOC:HURRY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Post by xx. Cavalletti on Jul 2, 2007 6:43:08 GMT -5
ooc. Sorry!
Harriet nodded and held her gaze. It was a touchy subjust, obviously, so she let it slide, there was no point bringing up something hurtful.
Well... She paused, trying to find the words with care.
Would you... would you want to again? Ride?
She recalled the image of an adorable littly pony, she thought Kiara might love.
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Post by ♥ Kara Lee ♥ on Jul 2, 2007 18:25:10 GMT -5
Yes!Yes, of course!
Kiara said, grinnin from ear to ear.
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