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The story of a girl, always seperate, never forgotten.

Jeanna Burton is like a road that everyone walks all over. When she was six she would sit on the playground and watch all the other kids play with their friends, knowing in her heart that she had none. On Christmas when she was seven everyone in her class had to pair up with someone and exchange christmas presents, she sat alone at a table cutting an angel out of construction paper to give to herself. On Valentines day when Jeanna was eight she didn't get a single valentine while everyone else got two or three. On Jeanna's ninth birthday, she sat in her dirty living room whle her mom smoked pot, and drew a birthday cake in the dust on the floor. When she was ten Jeanna was assigned to work in a team with some classmates for a project in gym class, everyone held their noses and said that she was dirty and refused to talk to her. On the Fourth of July just after Jeanna turned eleven, two boys from her class invited Jeanna out to lunch in the park and didn't show up. On Christmas when Jeanna was twelve, her parents left the apartment and didn't come back, forcing her to be placed in foster care. On Jeanna's thirteenth birthday it was adoption day at the orphanage, people came to look at her and told her she was ugly and that she wouldn't ever be adopted. That night for the first time in Jeanna's life she sobbed. And a miraculous thing happened, when Jeanna awoke, a beautiful baby dragon was nestled in her arms. "How did you come here you beautiful creature?" Jeanna questioned in awe. The baby dragon just rolled over and cradled his face in the crook of her neck. When Jeanna was fourteen she was kicked out of the orphanage because she was unfit to stay there. She walked down a dirty alleyway wearing a ragged pair of oversized jeans and a pink tank top, searching for a place to sleep. It didn't matter to her as she smiled at her baby dragon sleeping in her arms that she was cold, hungry and worn. Through the rest of Jeanna's life she did wonderful things for her community and helped needy people nationwide. But on her eightieth birthday Jeanna had a stroke and lay in the hospital. She knew she was going to die so before she did she pressed a kiss on her dragons forehead and they both passed on together.

Jeanna did wonderful things with the help of her loving companion and because she was blessed she achieved great things that most only dream of. So, Jeanna may have always been seperate, but she was certainly never forgotten.


Mythical story... needed to write... SRY sweatdrop