Que pasa?

hey everyone! I know it's been ages and ages since I last posted here (more than a month since anyone posted here actually!)... I don't really know how many people still read this blog. I thought I'd try to maybe liven it up a bit though. Things are finally calming down for me here, so I'm going to try and write again. I haven't written anything in months really! It's too sad, so here I am, trying once again to write (and hopefully finish? :) a story!!!

Here's the very beginning of my newest story! It's not much, but it's a start! :)

Love,
anna

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The dinner bell rang.
Haydée, sitting on the hard, cold stone of the courtyard, her long, spindly legs drawn up to her, resting her dark head on her knees, ignored it. Cold, piercing drops of rain poured down on her, causing an involuntary shudder to wrack her thin body, but she did not move. She was happier here, darkness slowly creeping in around her, than she could ever have been sharing a dinner with the other inhabitants of the orphanage.
If any of the other children who lived in the St. Anne’s Orphan Asylum had decided to skip dinner, they would have suffered severe punishment, for by doing so they would be breaking one of the orphanages extremely strict rules. Haydée, however, would suffer no consequences.
That was how it was for her. No one ever bothered about Haydée. Very few people even knew she existed. And that was how she liked it. All of the experiences she had had with other people had caused her nothing but pain or confusion.
So she lived as a shadow, silent, and for the most part unseen.