Luna-Ranger

    Imagine yourself seeing a happy family. No problems, no large arguments, a happy loving family. A loving mother, a proud father, two youthful children, no older then ten. The boy, older than his sister, was named Louis, eight years old, good grades, no problems, but had very little friends, not that he minded. He was emerald eyes, which glistened in the sun, sandy blonde hair that was swept to the left covering his eyes a bit. He was nice defined cheek bones and petite lips and a small button nose. Then there was Hope, his sister, only six years old at the time. She had soft brown hair that was a nice wavy texture, big light hazel eyes, a