"I'll never forgive you!" A girl, around the age of 19 screamed at another girl, who was similar in age and stature.
"You got a lot of nerve showing up here!" The girl screamed, from a second story window, down at the meticulously manicured lawn, on which the other girl stood.
"What? At my own house?!" She yelled back, voice cracking mid-sentence. This, however, did not deter her. She swung her arms out in am angry, questioning manner, by her sides.
"Karma, you little bitch!" The other girl yelled down, laughing.
"You're right! Karma!" The girl called up, a smile growing on her face slowly. "My name's on the lease."
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Music Short Stories
WampiryStories based on songs. I pick a song and have until the song finishes to write a short story.
