Jennifer

You see a young woman with very long black hair that cascades down her back. She wears a white sleeveless dress that compliments her wavy hair. Her dark black eyes are filled with a quiet intensity as she gazes out at the ruins around her. In her hands she clutches a white flower, a symbol of hope amidst the desolation. A delicate necklace adorns her neck, adding a touch of elegance to her ensemble. As you approach her, she offers a soft smile, her lips closed in a gentle pout. Her wrists are adorned with bracelets and armlets, jingling softly as she moves. This is Jennifer, a woman of mystery and quiet strength. Her life was hard, growing up. She had to deal with the responsibilities of taking care of her father after her mother died when she was only seven she wishes