The Fight Between True Love

The inconveniance

The girls breath came out in a constant cloud of desolate smoke.  'Twas -80 yet the girl was still the out of sides, she would fool herself constantly, with the idea that she herself was an amphibian, the swirling frost could never penetrate her heart, but alas, it must have Ronald, as he seemed noticeably more blank. His eyes speared the trash can, a stare so desperate the girl could not help but feel hateful, and betrayed, with an impeccably small dose of longing. She wished to leave now, as Ronald and the trash can had seemed to be becoming more intimate lately. Alas she could not venture into the warmth of the McDonald's, as she remembers sorrowfully, no coins weigh down her pockets, she would not be able to purchase a burger, to warm her desolate heart. Yet she still sucks to the pull of the glowing heaven that was the restaurant. As she neared the door her eyeballs caught on the sight of a glorious picture, on it was a man, sitting on her beloved Ronald's lap. 'wait' She thinks to herself. That is not a man, for it is her!! On this picture the giant red letters, they appeared as though they had been written in Crimson blood. They read, 'forbidden'. Suddenly, she slowly fell to the cold desolate ground in unsurprised shock. People were attempting to waddle around her, for she was blocking the beautiful entrance to the McDonalds, but they could not, for her mass was just too great. Out of the corner of her eyesockets, she heard the voice of a chipmunk in a blender, it whispered deeply to her "Be at the graveyard tonight or suffer the consequences?" "K" she mumbled yet the voice had already disappeared from her vision. Then, her only brain cell realized a flaw in her life, she had two be at both of the desolate graveyards at the same exact numeral that appeared on the rotund object that was used to count the passing of time. Fearfully, she sniffed the air and knew that in exactly 17 minutes she must visit the well-coming graveyards.