by deletethisaccount145 » Fri Jan 10, 2014 12:43 pm
Furattā continued to walk. It was such a long walk back to where she was from. She sighed, just continuing to walk. She didn't need friends, did she? She had lived without them for 16 years. She had been fine...right? Furattā felt an hand on her arm and saw Henry. She allowed him to hug her, then pick her up and bring her back. He spoke quietly to her, trying to calm her down and get her to actually think.
Yo this account is dead and if a mod sees this I would very much like it to be deleted since I honestly hate my memories from here and don't like knowing that I am still here in a way.