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         The silent steps of a former Orphan were heard coming down the worn out stair way. Her eyes showed her innocence behind them as well as her fear. She paid no mind towards the faint voices that seemed to be traveling out from the kitchen and spreading within the living room. She made her presence unknown just by being silent and mysterious. Her black, rich hair rested upon her pale shoulders and her black locks fell over her beautiful eyes. She was dressed in black since that was her style in clothing and also was considered her favorite color. Once she reached the lower level of the house she took a look around and let out a faint sigh of relief. Her black tail wrapped around her right leg since she was feeling a bit shy and frighten. Her delicate head hung down slightly making her look more depressed then over. She moved towards her dark corner located on the right of the living room before she took a seat against the cold ground and pulled her knees up close to her chest and hugged them. Her eyes were filled with sorrow and pain while she reminded herself of her past memories and thoughts. Her ears twitched a bit while a few memories gave her the chills and reminded her of the joys of being treated harshly. A small smile curved upon her lips while she rethought her memories.