"What is this?" She scowled down at the kid-- a little boy, maybe seven years old-- who met her glare with an equally annoyed expression.
"That's a kid. They're the young offspring of humans."
"I know what a kid is, you ass. I mean what are they doing here?"
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Writing Prompts
General FictionHere are a collection of writing prompts designed by yours truly or taken from the internet. Knock yourselves out.
