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text-align: justify;"I sat in my room, my house was an old castle at one point, so i sit in my tower, looking out my window waiting, and remembering, remembering things that happened 40,
even100's of years ago. My parents are terrified of me, so they lock me in a tower, i wasn't the only girl locked in this tower in the 1800's a girl named Hannah was locked up her as well. Hannahs long dead know, she died of congestive heart failure. How do i know this? Simple, i remember, how do i remember you ask, after all i just turned fifteen three weeks ago, I don't know, i just remember. My parents will die today in a car crash. I don't care much after all I never see them anyway, useless they go outside, and then i can watch them from my window, as they head to work. I stood up looking around,
drawings lined the walls, I drew them of my memories, my parents, when they would still be near me. That was ten years ago though, ten year i've been locked in this tower. i have a princess style bed and a dresser full of clothes the maids by for me, toys.
children toys lay scattered around the room. I looked in a mirror i have long blond hair that lay-ed on the floor, it was messy pieces hung in my face, i have blue eyes , i worse i white dress that reached my knee's, it was simple. their was a knock on the door a it opened. MY personal maid walked in she smiled at me /p
Arial, Helvetica, Trebuchet, sans-serif; line-height: 18px;
text-align: justify;"I sat in my room, my house was an old castle at one point, so i sit in my tower, looking out my window waiting, and remembering, remembering things that happened 40,
even100's of years ago. My parents are terrified of me, so they lock me in a tower, i wasn't the only girl locked in this tower in the 1800's a girl named Hannah was locked up her as well. Hannahs long dead know, she died of congestive heart failure. How do i know this? Simple, i remember, how do i remember you ask, after all i just turned fifteen three weeks ago, I don't know, i just remember. My parents will die today in a car crash. I don't care much after all I never see them anyway, useless they go outside, and then i can watch them from my window, as they head to work. I stood up looking around,
drawings lined the walls, I drew them of my memories, my parents, when they would still be near me. That was ten years ago though, ten year i've been locked in this tower. i have a princess style bed and a dresser full of clothes the maids by for me, toys.
children toys lay scattered around the room. I looked in a mirror i have long blond hair that lay-ed on the floor, it was messy pieces hung in my face, i have blue eyes , i worse i white dress that reached my knee's, it was simple. their was a knock on the door a it opened. MY personal maid walked in she smiled at me /p