"You know, my history is long! I am older than dirt!" Hattie joked. "My story begins in what is know know as the British isles. I was born in a lowland swamp long before the common era. Born in a time when stone henge was erected and in fact there where versions of stone circles located all through the land our places of worship."
I didn't think her story would be great his long!!!!
Atchen released her shoulders and laughed wickedly, "you are truly terrifyingly evil." He leaned in and kissed her passionately. As with much passion an evil creature could summon.
"Hello Elizabet." She had said which made her nearly jump out of her skin. "My name is Hattie." That alone is what sent Elizabet out of the prison last week, but no, this week she was prepared.
Yeah...I have to make sure I give her background justice! :D
Elizabet sighed, she knew what she did was right, but she knew how badly she had hurt the girl. She also realized the girl would want to avoid her. Elizabet didn't regret that she focused the girl's anger on her, but it didn't mean that it didn't hurt when she could see the young girl glaring at her or when she said nasty things about her.