Autobiographical

[deeyana_le_fey]

WARNING! This is not a great story. I can feel it even before I submit it to your comments. But it is autobiographical. So I beg of you: Be kind in your criticism.She was sitting in her botany class. The same seat. Everyday. Never changing. The dark green counter top before her holding four apples. One for each seat at the table. Red. Green. Yellow

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[lady_ryn]

D-sama, I love you, and I hope you know you know that you have returned the favor a thousand times over by just listening to me when I go on and on about the evils of my mother.

I know that isn't the best way of putting it, but I hope you understand what I mean anyway. You usually do.

I will always be grateful for Mr. Poe's class, because no matter how awful it was, it is the reason we are friends.

*GLOMPS*

[deeyana_le_fey]

And I couldn't help but name her Rowan! :P