I genuinely thought I could trust her, but by now it's safe to say that I really, really couldn't. After all, I now find myself strung up by my feet, swinging back and forth in an attempt at escape. All because she felt the need to set a trap for me. Who knows why. I sure don't, and I don't really intend to find out either.
By some miracle, I eventually land on my feet once more. With the blood suddenly rushing from my head, I lost the ability to think straight. At least, that's the reason I give myself for walking into yet another trap of hers.
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Tiny Stories
Short StoryA collection of 100 word stories, based on two prompt list challenges. The first 100 stories will be based on general themes, the last 100 will be based on a list of 100 emotions. *COMPLETED*
