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Post by hazardous on Aug 11, 2009 6:10:10 GMT -6
Ilse rubbed her forehead with the back of her hand as she looked up at the school. She knew today was going to be 'one of those days'. She shifted her stuffed back pack to her left shoulder as a cold shiver traveled down her back. It was the only bag she had. "Hateful cow...stupid old hag....crazy ass woman..." Ilse muttered a string of nastiness about her latest foster rental as she trudged up to the entrance of her new school. Calling all of her foster parents rentals was not because it was slang, but because they were all temporary so rentals seemed more fitting.
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