Here is a rough, rough, copy to what I showed her... It is not finished yet.. The assignment was Narrative Voice Attitude.
One girl stood out from all of the others as she walked down the crowded halls of Parker High School. There wasn’t one thing that made her special, except, the scared, hollow, and completely alone, look she had as she wondered from class to class. All of the information that would be important to her later on during the school year, when deadlines were due, zoomed in one ear and out the other. It seemed she sat there like a zombie while the world was in motion around her. It didn’t seem to faze her even a little. Not even when one of her classmates was in a car crash. There was something wrong but no one know what.
2007-08-20
04:30:43
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Rae-May
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