I smile at him, Pulling him to my side. "I do not look like a million spats of yellow pink and orage paint on an ocean." I said laughing. "If I do...Then I missed something." I bit my lip.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
When I use caps I do not want you to read it like a little screech, I want you to read it like a 5,000 year old ogre with the strength of 10,000 men. — avianwings47