Introduction

You know how to be a life recluse. Not?? And it just so happens that I know. Maybe I'm quiet, but for that I have you can say black humor. But it's not my fault that I like to joke about death or something like that, for example.

My name is Cindy Anderson. I look like a teenager, but that's my beauty. I'm 22 years old. People on the streets always look at me badly. Probably it's through my appearance. I have red long hair to my waist. I am rather a very low person I have exactly 1,55 height centimeters. I also have red eyes, but I don't know why.

Sometimes my psyche breaks, and I'm banging on the people closest to me. I don't mean family, because I don't just have random people, whether it's in a store or in a park. When something upsets me it's after him. He just doesn't control his emotions.

I found a job with the Avengers as an assistant. It may seem strange, but I think that's the best thing I've ever done.

I do not have a boyfriend, because everyone flies only for beauty. Everyone in this world is idiots. All in all, I know that Stark can do a good job of getting into the game, but he's already the biggest idiot in the world, so he doesn't even have to worry about it. It's been a long time off the scale.

Returning to the topic of work, I'm just going for an interview. I've dressed up to say that normally, I don't like formal outfits, they're too eye-catching. So I decided to wear a red blouse and black jeans.

However, I can safely say that as a typical woman I love jewelry. No exaggeration, because I don't like it. Light earrings, several decorative bracelets. And shoes are usually black-red sneakers.

Hello everyone gathered here, I come with good news. No joke I come here just to throw you a chapter. At all, please admit if anyone reads it?

Polaczku jeśli tu jesteś to weź chociaż daj jakiś znak, bo nudno tak pisać po angielsku, I pewnie pełno błędów jest. Nawet nwm czy da się tu komentować. Ale miłego życzę.

Have a nice evening, a good weekend.