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•Active duty Marine recently went to Reserves
Two tours in Iraq, currently a First Lieutenant
•Now works for Sony as a representative
•Just moved into her new house
•Loves children, guns and cars
•Owns a 2012 Dodge Charger, 2012 GMC Sierra 2500, 2012 Chevy Tahoe, 2017 Chevy Suburban, 1965 Dodge Charger, 2006 Ford Crown Vic.
SleepwalkingAt 11:59 PM Cindy was sleeping peacefully on her bed as she continued to snore softly. She was sprawled out over the mattress making a weird pose with her blanket covering half her torso. It was autumn so she was wearing her long sleeved pajamas which was a plain pink buttoned shirt with matching bottoms. If you were to look at her now you'd think that nothing could wake her. You see while Cindy was only twenty-five she had a sleep disorder that prevented her from getting the amount of sleep she needed, so for the past month she had been taking pills her doctor prescribed to keep her asleep longer. So far it had been working perfectly, since the first day she started taking them she was able to wake up to the sound of her alarm in the morning without waking up before that even once.
One minute later the town clock rang twelve times signifying that it was now twelve o' clock in the morning, midnight. Cindy's eyes opened halfway as she sat up in bed. She got out and extended her arms for