Flashbacks and Nightmares
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Tamara Evans, the pretty pink haired girl.
"Okay, so you think this is okay, I mean its a nit creepy, old yeah... I love it though, it fits!" She spoke i to her blackberry to her boyfriend, Miles.
She was in her modern frontroom sat on the black leather sofa watching her 40 inch telly, that was attached to the brown wall, above the fireplace. She had her back to the window, with the brown blinds. Her feet were rested on the coffee table, by her blue and black zigzagged ashtray. Her floor was brick, so she covered with a rug. She was holding the blackout untill she put the phone down, but ahe knew she was ready for fear
"Okay, love you babe, bye..."
She put the phone down, took a breath and...
She was out!...
"Okay, so you think this is okay, I mean its a nit creepy, old yeah... I love it though, it fits!" She spoke i to her blackberry to her boyfriend, Miles.
She was in her modern frontroom sat on the black leather sofa watching her 40 inch telly, that was attached to the brown wall, above the fireplace. She had her back to the window, with the brown blinds. Her feet were rested on the coffee table, by her blue and black zigzagged ashtray. Her floor was brick, so she covered with a rug. She was holding the blackout untill she put the phone down, but ahe knew she was ready for fear
"Okay, love you babe, bye..."
She put the phone down, took a breath and...
She was out!...