just a bunch of drafts, catch the rift ! most likely won't be any part 2's because half of them are already books. just chapters that i wrote but didn't like.
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"i say you get to workin'"
"but- where do i start?"
she sighed at my question. i looked over her, seeing as she didn't look like she was working at all. everything was clean. from her white tee to her nails. but the work seemed so....dirty. there's no way she looks untouched.
"catch those horses down there and bring 'em up. don't pull em too hard but don't let 'em pull you. understand?" she raised her eyebrow. i huffed. what the hell is this shit? catch horses? do it look like i run?
why did daddy have to move us here?
i scrunched my face looking at my hands and feet. how is she doing all this stuff with no gloves on? i'm losing my mind at the sight of all this dirt. yet she's just touching it with no hesitation. still looking clean.
"get on down there girl, we don't got all night. gotta get this done before sundown, we don't have street lights."
"but i don't wanna-"
"you don't wanna disappoint ya daddy neither, do you?" she stopped what she was doing to look at me. i rolled my eyes turning on the heels on these boots. couldn't even argue with that because she's right.
i don't wanna disappoint my dad. he's been disappointed enough with me. the whole reason we moved here was because of me. odd fact, i couldn't chose were we went.
"pull that bandana up your face if youn want dust down ya throat!"
at least my bandana is cute...and pink. daddy must've prepared them for me. everything i was given was pink and bedazzled in a way. but that didn't make me any bit of excited. it would've been better if we were back home and i was given these things. then i could dress it up and make myself look really cute.
i miss the city. it's way too much dirt here and all it does is fly around. i'm sick and tired of it already. my shoes got dirty when i stepped onto the farm, my hair blew out of its shape from all the wind. everything went to shit and here i am stepping over literal shit!
how am i gonna catch some horses? they're not running so i would assume she's not talking about those. i stood in the middle of the field looking at the many horses. they're so pretty and shiny but they stink. how could something so beautiful have such a stench?
"you gon stand there all night!?" she shielded the sun with her hand, looking at me across the grass. why is she even watching me, she should get back to those pigs. stinky, fat pigs.
"no..you said catch them but they're not running." i mugged and rolled my neck. how is she gonna give me an impossible task? i'm sure her mother gave her some sense. that sweet woman. i think it's too good to be true. no one is that damn nice. and the fact that she's giving my dad the opportunity to start over here, is crazy.
with wanting nothing in return.
"you just dull as a box of nails girl. round up those horses and take 'em up now, stop horsing around." she made her way towards me taking the bandana off her mouth. how is she not dirty? that's my biggest concern.
