Just an ordinary girl.

I stepped out of my house, stretching my long arms. I say on my porch, longing for something to eat. Hunger seemed to be eating me alive as I roamed around my house, needing something, even just a piece of bread. I decided to take some of my very pitiful money stash and head down to the bakery. Hmmm, I wonder what they have? My stomach growled again; anything is fine, as long as my hunger doesn't overcome me!