Stop and Shop
West St
Cromwell, Connecticut
Virginia: *getting some Kraft Singles, wheat bread, and butter*
Woman: Can I talk to you for a minute?
Virginia: Do I know you?
Woman: You need to stop writing stories! They're not good for you!
Virginia: How did you know I like to write?
Woman: That's not important! Just stop writing!
Virginia: Why should I listen to what a stranger tells me? Good day! *walks off with her carriage*
Girl: Mom, why are you talking to strangers?
Woman: I was just telling her to stop writing.
Girl: Mind your own business.
This story was written on Saturday, September 14th, 2024.
A/N Buzz off, woman! You don't tell someone you don't know to stop writing! 😾 Don't be a silent reader. Please leave feedback. Thanks.
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