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Stick Says: She ate the orange and committed murder

Okay, so first I want to say...What the heck is this stick saying? Like seriously. ... I'm not that good of a writer I can't make up wonderful stories with such strange... things! Bear with me.

She was angry.

Like, super pissed off. She could not believe that  Kaley did that AGAIN! Who does that to their best friend repeatedly? How sick is she?

For the past month, Kaley had lied to her, about stupid stuff, really.  Things that weren't even that important like,  "what did you do last night?" or "did your dad get the job?" Nothing that would have made her angry with any answer. Except a lie.

And then came the avoiding. Kaley ran away like she had the plague or something. Something wasn't right. At all.

After the avoiding came the whispering. Everybody at school looked at her weird. Everybody has closed door conversations. Nobody let her know what was really going on. All her other friends stuck with Kaley.

Again and again and again. Sweet. Sour. Sweet. Sour.

Then came the explosion.

The speech.

The breakup.

No longer were they best friends. No more 2 peas in a pod.  No more sleepovers or inside jokes or memories or anything.

All because Kaley didn't feel like being the "ugly one". What does that even mean? Kaley was beautiful. She was the pretty one. It was definitely an excuse for something much bigger.

And it was.

She sat at her kitchen counter and peeled an orange, her usual afternoon snack. Furiously, she ate the orange, bit by bit. Then she stood up, went to the garage, and grabbed her father's golf club.

She went to Kaley's house.

She rang the doorbell.

She stepped inside.

And

Then

She

Murdered

Kaley.

Death by golfclub.

Hmmm. Funny way to die.

Too bad Kaley wouldn't read about it in the paper tomorrow.

She went back home, hungry for another orange.

This was.... interesting...