A white room. Walls, floors, doors, even the bars on the high privacy windows were white. A strange room with an out-of-place red oak table with one matching chair facing the east wall, across from the only door. In the center of the table was a white vase with three white roses in it, the green stems seeming more out-of-place then the table. In front of the chair was a setting of dinner, white plate with sparkling silver utensils in all the right places, but in the chair was a person, a girl to be percise. 1
Her figure was slender and her clothes emphasized it. Her long-sleeved turtle-neck white sweater fit cozy, but seemed out of season with her white capris. Her feet were bare, showing the dirt that was picked up by walking bare and the scars that were from stepping on rocks. She didn't know were she was or how she got there, but all she wanted to do was destory things...
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still working on it, so yea.. wait till i fin it 
i love that word- fin kyaaa!!!! =D
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