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Morgan was right, Rose knew that he was right and yet she was so fearful of disappointing her family if she didn't comply to what others expected that she was insure she could do as he said. Though the more time that went by, the less she cared about disappointing her family or not. So she figured she'd take his advice. She refused to let people run her life for her anymore and could care less of what people thought of her. "You know you're right, I'm going to hold my head up high from now on and I'm not going to care what they think of me. They will think what they want no matter what I do, I can't change them so why should I have to change myself for them." She said with a smile to him and got up. Her knees ached as she did so and she had to bite her lip to keep from screaming, but she noticed they'd stopped bleeding on their own and so she figured she was fine to walk around.

"Thank you for helping me Morgan and I'm sorry for being a bother to you. Sometimes I can be so clumsy, it'll probably be the death of me some day." She said with a small giggle, though she really meant that. She was always tripping and falling, but this was the worse fall she'd had in awhile. "Um I think I'm going to head back to the festival, would you care to join me? I would really love the company for the walk back and to have someone that will be friendly with me when we get there." She asked him, really hoping he'd say yes figuring the more people she liked being there would make it easier to keep her head held up high.