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Post by Chris McCormick on Jul 20, 2008 11:35:45 GMT -5
The sun began to set and the darkness arrived once again. Chris had been spending a lot of time alone lately with the exception of speaking to Skinner. He didn't know why, but he felt like everyone on the island kinda was keeping to themselves, or least away from him. He looked at the waves crashing along the shore.
He sat there in his jeans and a fitted grey tshirt his knees pulled to his chest and his armswrapped around them. He looked at the dark ocean and sighed. Did he really miss home? Yea he missed his mom, and best friend, but other than that, he was relieved to be away from those that were in his life at the moment. The island was both a blessign and a curse.
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Post by Emily James on Jul 20, 2008 21:03:58 GMT -5
Emily wandered down the beach, taking in the sight. It was so pretty here. But she still wanted to go home. A boy sat further down the shore. Emily stopped and watched him for a moment before continuing. "Hello," she called out, smiling a little. Nothing like trying to be friendly. One could always use more friends on a deserted island.
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Post by Chris McCormick on Jul 21, 2008 12:48:21 GMT -5
He listened to the ocean waves, taking in the dark water's beauty. He suddenly heard a soft voice and looked up and smiled. There stood a pretty gir with brunette hair. He couldnt help but think she reminded him of his best friend Danielle. He smiled at her "hey" he said. "can I help you?" he asked figuring maybe she just wanted to talk which was fine.
He thought she was very pretty and wondered what her name was.
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