"I'm dreaming," I said, sifting the sand through my fingers, pouring it out of my child's bucket while Peter told me I was beautiful.The sand glittere... like tiny flecks of diamond as it ran between my fingers and there was something there. A flash of red in the center of my palm and I let my bucket go, picking up the ruby I'd found and holding it up against the endless blue sky. It was an earring, a lonely stud missing its mate, and I smiled at it even as the reef crumbled and a violent wall of. It was in mid-January just 2 days before I turned 12 that I took action that would certainly give me some firsthand knowledge. Mom and Wendy were visiting the neighbors and I slipped into Wendy’s room. I rarely went into her room but had a rough idea of how it was laid out. It was bright and sunny in her room facing the front of the house and even though it was cold outdoors her room was warm and sort of pristine in a way I couldn’t define. I walked over to her pure white dresser that matched. "WHAT A BUNCH OF BULLSHIT! FUCKINGSIMPS WHITE KNIGHTING FOR SOME FUCKING WOMAN!"On the screen was a warning that he had been removed from the game dueto being reported for harassment and any frequent reports could resultin being banned from competitive play for an allotted amount of time.He grabbed his mouse and moved it so the cursor hovered over the "OKAY"button and just sat there on the main screen for a bit trying to calmhimself down.No longer wanting to play another match without his. I put my coat in the rack and entered the living room which had some nice sofas and a tea table in the middle. He asks me to take a seat and he sits opposite me with the tea table between us. we talk about life in the UK and what people do on the weekends. Moments later, a beautiful lady walks in smiling at us holding a tray in her hands. Badrul introduces his wife to me and she says Hello and I reply Hello, nice to meet you! She was wearing a rather tight green colored shiny salwar kameez with.