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Date Posted: 16:59:15 08/09/01 Thu
Author: Mariah
Subject: Re: no subject
In reply to: Chase 's message, "Re: no subject" on 19:41:43 08/07/01 Tue

Mariah tried to pay attention to the movie. Her eyes wouldn't let her. She laid her head on Chase's leg, and went to sleep.

Morning came, and Mariah awoke with a start. She looked at Chase, mumbled something, and went upstairs.

When she returned, she landed softly on the floor as she reached the third step and jumped from it to the floor. Wearing a black snug baby tee that said Angel + Princess = Me in silver glitter letters and a pair of tight blue denim shorts, a white Adidas shoes with three blue stripes on each side. She was carrying a blue Adidas shirt that was spotted with dried blood stains. Her step brother Aaron had lent her his shirt when Tommy had punched her in face and made her bite her tongue, causing her to bleed.

Mariah stuffed the shirt in the washing machine, adjusted the settings, and poured a little color detergent in the washer. She shut the lid and started the machine up. Now all she had to do was wait for it to wash. Majik came down stairs and yowled for her breakfast before the mutts came down. Mariah poured Majik some cat food in her dish, and some milk in her saucer. Mariah yawned and sat down in one of the kitchen chairs, waiting for the shirt to wash.

About ten minutes later, Raven and Dreadful raced each other down the stairs, making a loud commotion. Dreadful reached the kitchen first, and started to slide as she tried to stop. She ended up ramming into the refrigerator. Raven collided with her, unable to stop. Mariah busted out laughing for the first time in weeks. Dreadful wagged her stub tail, proud that she had made her own feel better. The washing machine finished its cycle, and Mariah pulled herself together and stood up.

She took the shirt from the washing machine and crammed it in the dryer. She placed a fabric softening sheet in with it and shut the dryer door. Mariah turned it on and then returned to the kitchen. She wrote a note to Chase, telling him she was going to the inn. She had a funny feeling Valerie would have a broken neck before the day was over...

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