She arrived home. The lady was waiting. She walked into the house. The lady walked out of the shadows. Everything was silent for a few minutes and then the crying began. It was soft. So soft...
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I stared at my...well...the evil henchsister. The whispers made up for my silence. I'd just yelled at her. She stared at me, her hair in a perfect up do, her face painted with makeup. Her skirt up to the top of her thigh and her top was literally a bra. Why do they even allow that? I think to myself.
I glared at her she glared at me. The bell rang. Signaling our argument.
You're probably wondering what I said. Well, I kinda told her that she should take her stupid party and shove it up her...you get the point. You're now wondering why I said that...well she decided that I should dress her, make her food and keep away the rest of the night.
So...yah...
She turned away and started up the hall.
I rolled my eyes and shot a death stare at the students. "What's so interesting?" I growled, "huh?!" Then I spun around and started off to class, exhausted and grumpy.
Stupid....agh!
I slump in my seat and sigh. At least I could go tot he stables today...
Dun...Dun...DUNNNNNN! Ok...I'm weird, I agree but could you...
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Short StoryLove. No one denied it, that's what it was. As soon as she saw him she knew they would do great things, and they did. Until he left... A story about the love between the girl and a horse. ****short story
