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     Marcila Noseprat ran out of the bathroom weeping . . . She was at her new school, Jonathon Taylor High School. She ran out into the street crying still. She had thought being an orphan was bad, but ever since she had been adopted by a lovely but overprotective couple she felt worse. She had used to live in Los Angeles until she learned that it did not exist. You see, she was truly being kept there as an experiment by a few evil scientists who were manipulating the whole of southern California. After escaping and foiling their hideous plan she traveled cross-country with a circus in which she worked as a popcorn and candy butcher.
      Marcila's parents had died just two years before the circus incident. They had been rich and so Marcila had been brought up the right way. Marcila was still in deep mourning for her parents. When the circus had reached Kentucky Marcila had decided that she would marry a horse farmer. This had also not worked out. Her fiance had been killed in a stampede. His horses were being driven into a truck by a couple of horse thieves. George (her fiance) had tried to stop the horses but they could not stop. The horses were driven by a terror that possesses all men. George was killed in the shuffle while the horse thieves just stood back and laughed. Marcila was now deadly frightened of horses.
      After this the government thought perhaps she was bad luck and decided to give her a safe haven (so that she would not jinx them anymore than she already had). But her problems with the government will be explained later.
      To go back to the present, Marcila's new boyfriend had just broken up with her. His name was Harrison. Harrison was a wonderful person and he made Marcila's life tolerable. Marcila had thought they had a deep love and understanding, but when the new exchange student came Marcila was dumped like a sack of potatoes. The exchange student's name was Marie de Sea', and Marie was tall and beautiful. She had long curly wavey blonde hair that shined regally. She had a large bosom and wore only designer clothing. Marie was also about as obnoxious as it was possible to be. That made Marcila hurt even more.
      Marcila ran off the school grounds and decided to skip the rest of the day of school. She ran with tears streaming off her cheeks and hair flying in to her eyes. Marcila went to the old bridge of Taylerston. It was beautiful