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Post by Violet Hill on Nov 20, 2008 17:53:56 GMT -5
Violet was going for her daily run around the lake. Her chest heaving, her face determined, she was going to do this, no matter what the weather. It was her inspiration. Despite the muddy, dewy lawns, Violet wasn't giving up. She smiled as she ran along, not realising her sneaker lace coming undone. She caught it on a bit of twig sticking out of the ground, slipped on the mud, and went flying into the lake. "AGGHH!" She screamed, before hitting the surface and going under. She wasn't a strong swimmer, and having clothes and a bag on didn't help this one little bit. Just my freaking luck.. She screamed inside her imagination. Why today of all days?
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