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Date Posted: 14:33:41 04/26/03 Sat
Author: Anna
Subject: .:my place in this world:.

Walks in slowly, the smell of hay filling her nose and bringing a slight gleam in her dark brown eyes, hiding her how nervous she felt. Sixteen year old walks up the counter shyly, taking a cautious glance around, then smiled weakly at the person behind the counter.
Umm... hi.. I need...
One horse blanket
One saddle bag
Few apples
a nice long piece of thin rope... err 20ft should do
and a small sack of grain.
Strands of her blond hair keep falling in her face, and she keep trying to brush them back as she waited. If everything is going according to plan, she needed this stuff quickly.

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[> ~*She's my kind of rain*~ -- Cobra, 19:45:52 04/26/03 Sat

ok that will be 60.57 please *he says asking no questions, he didn't notices her nervousness*

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[> [> .:my place in this world:. -- Anna, 13:00:30 04/27/03 Sun

.:She searched her wallet, slightly panick as she couldn't find another 10.07:.
Um... just a minute...
.:She dropped to the floor and started searching through her backpack of clothes. Yes! She almost cried when she found the money. It was supposed to be for a train... but oh well. The girl stood again and payed the full amount. Quickly gathering the things, she tried to stuff most of the stuff in the saddle bag and her backpack. Offering a smile she was almost running for the door:.

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