"I thought he gave me his trash so I threw it against me. Turns out-"
...
He's comming again.
I laugh at her.
She slams a fist.
He turns
and my heart stops.
He continues with the muddled voices.
"I can't take this anymore."
I coughed and
watched the
corner of my eye.
Her shoes gave a squeal and
her hand raises a f l a s h.
"Hey you!"
His shadow took back
a few steps.
"Ummm-"
He says with me.
My heart. .stops.
"Anne, what are you doing-"
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Unnecessary Gazillion Of Words (CPN)
RandomA collection of stories with unnecessary words. From getting sick of your friend's maiden heart to destroying the world for fun. CPN style. Experimental at its best.
