My Little Kitten

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k in the mirror my natural white blond hair frames my face. I left it the way it is, it's long and curly. One of the many features all 8 my girlfriends love to rave about. I have to admit I adore my hair, it's long and goes down just underneath my waist. I never wore makeup unless I went out, which is why I could hardly recognize myself. My pink and purple colored eyes were framed with my extra long eyelashes. I were the only person

they were charming and sweet. Until my mom got married, then you barely recognize the difference. It were like

and had curves on all the right places. She truelly is the most beautiful woman I have ever met. Long luscious blonde hair i

r.Clark and his son whose name I would love to forget. But now it was branded inside my skull. Mr.Clark also known as Richard and my soon to be stepfather is attractive I should give him that. Tal

stray strands in his eyes. Hell. Those gorgeous eyes framed with pitch black eyelashes that most woman would kill for. This man is meant to be a piece of art, a greek god of some sorts. I stood in awe staring, until I realized everybody was waiting for my reply. Immediatly my face flushed and

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ing Madelyn Evans a couple of months ago. He was smiling, laughing and all of the sudden texting like crazy. I am a ex N

sive personality disorder. The therapist diagnosed me with psychotic tendancies, but my father wrote

s walking upfront, the only way I know is how fast my father got up. But my eyes focused on her, my heart rate sped up. She introduced herself to my father and the to me, Catalya Evans even her name is breathtaking. She's short 5.2ft and fragile she has the face of an angel and a body made for sin. I couldn't move, and