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Post by indigo thompson. on Aug 16, 2007 10:47:14 GMT -5
A peachy colored eye lid slid open to reveal the world. As a child this girl dreamed of exploring the whole big world. When you're young and oh so carefree, the world seems so big around you with many humans, each and every one of them troubled. Seventeen year old Indigo Thompson had a different perspective of the world now that she was older. As you're age increases and innocence is lost you realize something. You realize that the world isn't so great. Everything from poverty to world hunger isn't something you want to experience and when this conclusion finally dawns upon you it doesn't make sense as to why you wanted to explore this awful place.
The small figured camper slid out from beneath the mass of sheets and comforter, her size six feet skimmed the floor before landing fully and pulling her up from the comfort of her bed. Her feet skidded across the wood flooring as she stumbled to her closet, surveying the wide selection of clothing and eventually pulling out white denim shorts and a black top that was a tad bit oversized and had 'Security' printed across the front in bold white letters. From what she saw through her window, it was a perfectly sunny day so her first activity on the second day of swimming was still in session, before sliding on her clothing she pulled her favorite green bikini, one she liked more than the others she owned and she looked fucking hot in it.
As she stumbled around mindlessly, she slid on her matching green flip-flops along with her Gucci sunglasses, strolling out the front door with one glance in the mirror. From what she saw, her dark locks were settled with her bangs side swept across her forehead, the rest pulled into a high ponytail at the back of her head.
Heading out the door and down a short trail, Indigo appeared at the beach. Flicking her pale brown hair over her shoulder, she tossed the beach towel she carried in one hand down along. Both feet dragged along the warm sand as she walked along the shore. Cool waves of water brushed lightly against the meeting of land and water and occasionally swooped up enough to touch her toes. Hopefully this activity would begin soon enough.
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