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Someone Who Loves to Write
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Elizabeth
She was walking down the hall in a simple blue dress that people would know as a day dress. Her hair is pinned up in a curly bun and she was looking around. Spirals came down and framed her face her oddly purple eyes were shining and she knew her little sisters ball was today. She walks toward the entrance seeing her sister and some guests. "Hello Siyaria" she says acting like a "proper lady" since there were guests. She turns to the guests and offers them a small nod. "Welcome to our home." She says with a small smile.
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