This is a story I made called Crowded City. It's about a girl who lives in a city where there are so many people that she flips out. (To be honest, the story is probably too short to actually tell you what it is about.) Anyway the story starts in
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"Watch where you're going, you little freak!"
"Sorry!" I yell and continue walking.
I hear a gunshot, and then a scream.
I ignore it. I hear it almost every day in this city.
I sigh. Chewing gum in my hair. 'Probably some idiot who spat it in..' I mutter to myself. Not looking where I'm going,
I bump into a small boy.
He bursts into tears and runs away.
"I hate it here!" He screams.
He took the words right out of my mouth. And then I trip over. That was seriously the last straw.
"I'm just trying to get to the #@$%*! skate park at 5 o'clock in the morning! Why are there so many #$%&*@! people on the streets at 5 o'clock in the morning!!!"
I clamp my hand over my mouth. My big mouth. Thousands of people stare at me and some are whispering to each other. This is Kowloon City, but I call it Crowded City.
I sigh. Today has been a LOOONG day.
P.S: This story has been deemed inappropriate for under the age of 18, due to rapid swearing. 😆
Onto the next story 18 year olds and over... (shut up I know that's already getting old)
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My Lightning Writings
Historia CortaJust some stupid lightning writings I did when I was younger, so don't judge me. Still enjoy it, I guess.
