

Nothing specialThere she sits. Just a nondescript, unnoticeable girl staring out of the bus window at the softly pattering rain. Nobody pays any attention to her.Nothing special
She’s no more than a face in the crowd, she has no friends. Few people know of her existence, let alone care about her.
Who could tell that her frail body holds a whirlwind of loneliness, hurt, jealousy and unrequited love? Who could tell that she’s just as human as the rest of them? How could they? She never speaks to anyone. Her feelings are kept inside her heart and they eat away at her from the inside.
A tear trickles down her face, but no-one notices. If they did, she wou
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Thanks for da reveiws and may Om be with you.
or failing that may The League of Temperance watch your steps
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Heaven show Hell in the roses
Hey, look, I can change my avatar!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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I have spoken.
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I have spoken.
Could you make me one?
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