<a class="postlink" href="http://i833.photobucket.com/albums/zz260/TimeKeys/Decorated%20images/Anime.jpg">[ img ]</a><br/>Shira<br/>18<br/><br/>It was a dark and stormy day. A young woman tuns from a tall, dark, and dangerous looking man. The man she'd once called dad. He'd beaten her, her entire life. And<br/>now she was fleeing from him. She wore a cloak with the hood on. Beneath the<br/>cloak was a tight black corset with red lace. And a pair of tight black jeans.<br/>She wore boats that went up her leg. And she was scared. She wanted to get far<br/>far away from the man she'd called dad. He wasn't even her biological father.<br/><br/>Shiri runs fast and hard. Running into what seemed to be an abandoned warehouse. She needed time to catch her breath. Time to rest even if it was just for a few minutes. Not knowing the warehouse was already preoccupied by another person. She pants and leans over. Holding her knees as she tries to catch her breath. She pulls the change of clothes and quickly takes off the other clothes and puts on the new outfit. (in the picture)