My Story, Well,what I have typed so far
Rachel walked wearily up the steps to the floor her loft was located on. After unlocking the black door, she shoved it open and walked inside. Turning on the light, she stopped dead. Regaining her composure, Rachel smiled and walked to the couch, sitting beside a sleeping Ramsy. When she sat, he moved slightly but did not wake fully. Rachel studied his familiar face for a moment before standing again. She placed a blanket over him and went to her own bed and fell into it without even changing.
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Rachel jerked to consciousness with the ringing of her telephone. She reached recklessly for the receiver knocking things off her bedside table. Finally retrieving it, she placed it to her ear.
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Rachel jerked to consciousness with the ringing of her telephone. She reached recklessly for the receiver knocking things off her bedside table. Finally retrieving it, she placed it to her ear.