"Let's go."
She pulls me.
I feel lighter.
We pass by the boxes
plastic
robots
cheap happiness.
Our steps go
down
down
down.
I stare at her back.
Her back is long and frail.
"Mommy-"
"Let's go."
"Mommy-"
She turns.
Her eyes tired.
Her smile gone.
"We don't have anything, baby."
She cries.
I don't know what's going on.
I never heard
the ka-ching
ever again.
We went home crying.
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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.
