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Name:  Arietta Winters Age: 18 Gender: Female Appearance: Height: 5'8 ft Weight: 160 lb Hair: dirty-blonde, usually in a braid Eyes: grey-blue Skin: lightly tanned outfit: green shirt with grey zip-up hoodie, gray capris, black sneakers weapon(s): Her dad's old shot gun, black-edge axe and multi-tool knife. Personality: Arietta pretends to be a very happy person but she truthfully is a sad, angry girl. People write her off to be an overly happy dummy most of the time but she's actually a very smart, conniving person. She rarely shows her true self to others and never tells people what she's really thinking. She has major trust issues wit

Shocked into silence, no words do I speak. What you have just said, your words cut me deep. Do you really mean it, That I'm like no other? Or are these false words you've taken from another. Don't you know you're breaking me? Tearing me up inside? You said you would stop but it doesn't seem like you've tried. My old scars are reopening, breaking my hateful heart to pieces. It's only a matter of time before this pent up emotion release. I know you hate poems, I hate them too. But how can I say this any other way to you? Somehow I know you won't listen, you haven't in the past. "Friends" tell me that our "sorro

Stephen was freaked out. That scary guy with the scar had just put his hand over the girl's mouth. 'Is he trying to kill here?!?! God I don't know I'll just watch just in case!! And if something happens then...well I'll go run for help or something…' (Sho) "Sophia when I let go you run to the guy over there" points two Stephen " and I'll run at the creature got it" Sophia nods and makes a muffled "mmhmm" sound. When sho lets go she stands up and collects her firewood, being careful not to provoke the beast-like creature before the three people Stephen sighed in relief when he saw the scary guy let go of the girl. He was about to get u