MissVamppris

                                              It was late November, and the air was cool. The wind was blowing just enough to push hair into my face. My pale green eyes wondered around me, seeing everything that I passed. A swing swung by it's lonesome, creaking oh so wearily. Nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary at the time, but I kept watch all the same. My hair was waist length, light blonde, and was slightly curly. I'd straighten it occasionaly, but it wasn't that much of a change. My skin was pale, but it wasn't so much so that it looked white.  I was wearing a long pastel pink shirt, with black skinny jeans on, and Converse. I took