I'm somewhere. I know that, but I don't know where. There's a crystal topped lake, and soft green moss. A babbling brook, gliding over the rock. Grass, slick with dew, and all manner of flowers.
I wander around; I like it here. I don't want to leave.
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Well. I do go to a damn good school, and like all other kids, I like anything sweet, be it chocolate, candy or cake. I have an enormous collection of dainty little notebooks and quite a few perfumes. Oh, and I adore books. Mostly fiction.
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