Original writing - Walking on pebbles.
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Walking on pebbles I must have been nine years old small a petite figure with mousey brown hair and big greeny blue eyes, when I first found out we were defiantly moving to Leeds. My mum, Theresa met Ian, my step dad in 1993 and then my little sister, Rebecca popped out so they decided to get married. I remember the wedding day so clearly I was in a pale lilac dress with flowers and my hair was up in what my mum called a sheinon, my older sister Jessica was in a pale pastel coloured dress that did wonders for her curvaceous figure. My mum also wore a lilac dress and scarf, she looked so beautiful with her long dark hair and pale complexion she reminded me of those models that had natural but different looks. We didn't have enough money to have a big fancy wedding instead mum invited...

