AN: This is literally a random book I wrote a long time ago and I thought: Why not publish it?
Yolo.
The most confused we ever get is when
we try to convince our heads of something
our hearts know is a lie.
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Modesty Harris
Charlotte, NC
I woke up to banging on my door.
"Now why is somebody banging on my door this early?" I asked, mugging the wall.
I slowly made my way downstairs and looked out the window.
I didn't see anybody.
"Literally what did I do to deserve this? I gotta work later on today" I mumbled.
I slowly made my way to the door.
"Okay...." I said walking to the door and opening it.
I opened the door to see a tall, muscular female standing at the door.
I was a little confused on why she was here but I smiled anyway.
"Uhh can I help you?" I asked.
She didn't reply which made things awkward.
I looked up at her and noticed that she was mugging me.
"What did I do to yo ass? I was just tryna be nice. You knocked on my door" I said.
She didn't say anything.
"This is wasting my time. I'm going back to sleep" I mumbled, shutting the door and locking it again.
I should really be sleeping.
"It's way too early for this b.s." I said
I ran up the stairs only to find her sitting on my bed still mugging me.
"Aw hell naw. What kind of witchcraft is going on here?" I asked.
"Listen, I don't know why you are here but you gotta leave" I said trying to push her.
She didn't move at all.
In fact, she didn't budge, not even a little bit.
I know I'm a twig but damn 🙄.
