Lisa hurried off her school bus and began walking home. She had curly brown hair, pale white skin, and blue eyes. She was thin, and, according to most boys at her school, very attractive. She arrived home and walked inside.
Lisa hurried off the bus, her curly brown hair flying behind her as she ran. Wind rushed past her thin figure - she knew what was waiting when she arrived home. Her bright, blue eyes lit up with excitement as she opened the door.
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