(OMG ME TOO!!! ITS LIKE MY LIFE SORTA ISH I LOVE IT!!)
Phoebe sighed deeply as she finished, not noticing Eric watching her from behind some plants. She set her guitar down gently, and smiled softly as she looked at her dogs. "Did you guys like it? I just finished writing it yesterday.." She said, in her now whisper-like voice. The dogs seemed to smile as they barked and nodded, laying at her feet. Phoebe sighed, as she took her jacket completely off and put it down on the ground. Gently, she began to softly touch the multiple bruises and cuts on her arms. She whimpered quietly in pain, and Max stood up, licking her hand sadly. Phoebe sighed again, smiling sadly. "I know boy, its not my fault mom and dad got abusive before they kicked me out..." She said, in her now whisper-sounding voice.







