The now 12 year old Anna sat on the floor of her bedroom. Her hair tangled hair went up to her shoulders her eyes focused on the coloring in front of her. The only thing that she is wearing is a short black skirt. On her exposed stomach lay a scar traced as a cane near her bellybutton. Next to her lay an iPod playing music into the earbuds placed gently in her ears. Her colored pencils scattered everywhere. Suddenly a text appears on the iPod.
Hey Anna, can you hang out today?
She looks at her iPod hesitating. Reading the name of the sender clearly Angelica.
Sure!
She quickly sends back. She jumps up running to her closest grabbing a short gold dress that went up to her knees. She slides on black flats and throws her hair into a ponytail and walks out the door looking at the stray cats that claimed her backyard.
"Bye kitties!" She says to them happily.
I wonder what we'll do today she thought as she walked into her friend's car.
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Anna
General FictionAnna was always a happy girl even in the toughest situations. She was the daughter of a disabled woman and a poor artist. When she was 3 her whole life was turned upside down when she not only moved to an awful "house" but, went to the small town's...
