My charrie is lonely...(D11)

Oh ok. Thanks that helped alot Ill post now.
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I walked out of my house, closing the door gently, partly because I didn't want anyone to hear my departure and partly because I was afraid the door might give out at any moment. I walked down the street, keeping to the shadows and avoiding the groups of talking people. Today was a crisp, fresh smelling day. The ground had a nice layer of snow on it that crunched as I made my way to the market square.

The constant rush and talking of people made the blood in my body go a little faster. I was almost to my special place... The place where you don't need to care about laws or peacekeepers, or even starvation. I could just make out the outlines of the single rope that shouldn't hold anybody's weight. In my hast I bump into a boy walking in the street.
"Oh I'm sorry are you alright?" I said to him, hating myself a little for being so blinded by this one small joy of mine.

(if you want this can be your charrie)

Oh ok. Sorry I've never been on a roleplay thing this up to date if you know what i mean....