"Hey, are you okay?" Girl 1 asks.
"Um, yeah. just thinking..." Girl 2 replies.
"We all know you're not just 'Thinking' Tell me what you're thinking about." Girl 1 demanded.
"Loosening lose ends." Said Girl 2.
Girl 1 give a exasperated sigh and moves closer. "Elaborate. Now."
"I-I mean, thinking about my life." Girl 2 elaborates. she gave a small chuckle, signaling uneasiness.
"Look. you're getting on my nerves! Out with already!" Girl 1 yelled, furious at Girl 2.
Girl 2 begins to frown. "I'm getting on your nerves?" Girl 2 stops abruptly before shaking her head and watching the clouds race across the sky.
Girl 1 blinks repeatedly and clears her throat. "Look, you're obviously just looking for attent-
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"I swear, If you even think about finishing that line..." Girl 2 pulls out a Glock 17 and raises it slowly. "Puzzle pieces will be lost."
Girl 1 stands with reflexes of a cheetah. "W-what are you doing with that?" Girl 1 asks, voice quivering. Girl 1 hands start to subconsciously shake.
"I'm tired of hearing that! Shut up!" Girl 2 hand holding the gun began to shake.
" 'You just want attention' or Stop thinking about it, it'll go away' No!" The gun rose to her temple.
Girl 1 stands still like some sort of statue. Not muttering a word.
"Look at you now! Too scared to fucking speak!" Her hand put little pressure on the trigger of the gun.
"Valery! Please!" Girl 1 yells, fearing both their lives.
"Stacey! Shut the fuck up! I'm sick of you!" Her hand put on more pressure.
"Val ple-" Valery shot at the floor silencing the entire vicinity.
"Shut. Up." Valery didn't want to repeat herself again.
Stacey clamped her mouth shut on watched the gun val clutched with full attention.
"Right here, Right now, I'm gonna die." Valery announced. Her eyes brimming with little specs of salty H2O.
Stacey wanted to speak but didn't want to quicken the process of her death. She didn't want this to be her fault.
Valery lowered her knees to the floor, looking downwards with a small smile.
"Go ahead. You can talk now. Tell me what you're dying about to tell me." Val demanded.
Stacey didn't hesitate to respond. "Pl-"
She died...
Committed suicide while her sister lied next her body, crying, weeping till her eyes went empty.
Sometimes... Life isn't what it's cracked up to be.
Sometimes... Life isn't what we want.
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Catching Thoughts
CasualeI mean, this is a book of thought up stories that consist of randomness. It's more to the book but nothing more. I guess it's something to write as i build up my plot for my upcoming books. To reassure every person reading this, EVERYTHING that i a...
