Who are you? she asked You didnt need to do that, I can incur care of myself
        Im light beam and it didnt look as if you could take a crap left everyplace this back street without a bruise or worse without my help. Replied Lance as he headed back out the alley and the young woman ran to catch up.
        Are you saying Im weak! the girl often shouted.
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        No just that unless you know some self denial that can be used while being bind to a chair, you could have been beaten badly replied Lance flavour at the strange girl closely.
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        Lance was never slightly people that such(prenominal) so he wasnt very redeeming(prenominal) at telling peoples ages, but he knew that the girl wasnt much older that him. She had short sullen hair and deep black eyes as alert as a cats. By the way she dressed, Lance guessed that she wasnt very rich and maybe was an orphan like he once was. They walked out the rest of the alley in silence. When they neared the street, the girl said, my name is Elaine and I live over there, she pointed to a building that was strangely familiar to Lance. When he finally decided that he couldnt figure out where he saw the building Elaine was gone. Lance walked down the road to the sick he found outside of the town.
It was where he was staying until God called him for a task.
Ok its the writing is bad enough, but you post them twice both(prenominal) part 7 and 8 and... I STILL cant start the first. This isnt meant to discourage your writing but this has no place on the website. I applaud your effort, youve done more than a stria of ppl would, but before you post something the next time have someone review it.
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