Hah!
I know what your thinking, 'Omg what the hell that is so stupid'
Your right. It was stupid. I do regret it.
The story starts when I was about four or five years old and I was bord out of my mind. And hungry. So, an amazing idea popped into my head, To find a lipstick and eat it. I would always wonder about what lipstick tasted like. 'What if the colors were flavors? like red or pink would be strawberry or purple would be grape' I thought. So, I went into my mum's room and looked around. I found nothing at all because of my little toddy arms where of no use for opening huge drawers. As a last result, I crept under my mum's bed and started looking. Guitar case? Nah. High heels? ew! Purses? hmmm maybe. So, I took a purse and opened it. To my utter surprise, I found a fancy looking dark red lipstick. I popped open the lid, twisted the bottom and took a huge bite.
I was disgusting. No cherry, apple or strawberry flavours at all. Just chalky, mushy bad tasting.
Lesson learned. I think.
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Story Time With Ruby
Non-FictionA bunch of random stories from my life so far. Yeah, that's it really. (btw all of these are real-life stories so yeah)
