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Memory, way, way back... Lived on an island... Walked home from the school bus with a girl whose mother was fair (skin, eyes) Native American, a psychic, she had ceremonies at her house... The girl was slightly older than I and darker (skin, hair, eyes) maybe more like her father from Los Angeles, and curvier than her mother...Her mother was more intense...She had come to the island to live with her mother... Her mother believed in fairies/ nature spirits and performed some kind of ritual when her daughter had begun to menstruate... The girl was very nice, not apt to talk about such things much. But would answer when asked...she would laugh a bit shyly... She didn't converse as much as she laughed, it seemed... I only remember one other thing ... in highschool she would always be in a run and chase game with a boy she liked ... They would run around the hallways, tag each other, and laugh ...she laughed the most, maybe, of anyone in the whole school. They both did...