Sep 24, 2007 09:49
All of the talk recently about her home and family had finally taken its toll on Beauty. She'd been away from them for three weeks now, and for someone who had never once gone anyplace that her family hadn't been with her, this was an overwhelming amount of time.
So after her second period class, Beauty curled upon her bed with her letters, leaving the door to the room open to allow in the sounds of the other inhabitents. She was intent on finishing them so that they could mailed the next day, and was done with all but a letter for the babies, which of course they couldn't read, and so was mostly a few sentences for Hope to read aloud to them, and an attempt at a lot of drawings.
She wished she'd picked up a green pen the other day. Grass didn't look proper when it was drawn in blue.
[ooc: OPEN!]
218,
beauty huston,
beauty is a little emo,
letters home