Leslie was getting ready for school when her mother came to check if she'd gotten her number. With a pained gasp, her mother had informed her that it was not a number- but a sideways 8 which signified the symbol for infinity. Eternity.

[+purple "Well that's good right?"] her mother had not responded. [+purple "It's a good thing isn't it??"] She questioned, only to have a simple [+darkblue "Oh.. honey..."] as a depressed reply.

At first she thought it was good, even when her mother gave no explanation as to why it wasn't. Anna was happy the first few years. Until they started leaving. Dying. Only when her mom had died and she outlived her little sister and even her own children did she understand what her mother had meant. Now at 174 years old and still looking like she had the unfortunate day she'd turned 16, Leslie was at yet another funeral, for yet another late husband then wife and another child. She swore she'd give up on love and save herself more pain as she finished speaking for the dearly departed and walked towards the back of the room, her head hung as no one met her gaze and she retreated to the dark corners where no one would adress her.

i was walking around because my mother had kicked me out when she saw my number so i started to roam.

((erm- sorry... do you think you could write a bit more than that? >.< Dont wanna sound mean but would like more to work with to introduce your character and push the story forward))

of course sorry.)

((sorry again and hope that didnt come out mean at all >.<))

(oh no your fine)