"Hey! psssstt.. have you ever heard about the girl on the hill? Well, it seems like you're clueless huh?! Don't worry, my child. This is a story where you could believe or might as well think this as just a childish tale or just some bedtime story for the little children, aye?." as the words of crazy Mdm. Stuart, whose just some crazy old lady that lives on the park in my neighbourhood.
Well, you guys might wonder how I get myself stuck in the situation the first place. Hmmm.. you might say I was doing my daily walk with my dog and be caught by this crazy old lady to hear on about her stories.
"Hmmm well Madam it's just that I need to be..."
"Waitttt!! Young lad please hear this story of mine! Oh please! I must tell this story because it is important for me!"
Oh yeah, did I forgot to say that she started to hang on my leg as I started to drag her with me as I tried to escape.
It became unbearable for me to escape as she started to scream and the little ol' me does not want to give attention to the neighbours in the neighbourhood or I have to face my parent's faces and their conversation with me.
"Haaah, you're lucky today ma'am. I'll let you go this time and hear on your fairytale. Come let's find a seat and stop hanging on my leg!"
"Little child, you're not just lucky. Boy! I'm the lucky one today! Alright, let's sit over there by the fountain."
As we walk over the fountain, I tried to escape again but the old woman was quick enough to caught on my leg again.
"Boy, I learn quick by actions. Don't think I'm old doesn't mean I have quick reflexes." She smile smirkishly.
"Okay, okay now let go of my leg again." Not to be mean guys but it's annoying when there's someone hanging on your leg again after you've tried to escape from them especially if it is a so-called crazy person on your neighbourhood.
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# Heyya guys it's the writer here! This story is just a made up story originally by me. I hope you guys like it!
Xoxo from me the writer \(>³<)/
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The Girl on the Hill
Random'The Girl on the Hill' was just a story that was told by the old crazy lady at my neighbourhood park. The story has always been told by the old lady to our neighbours and people that goes to the park around our neighbourhood. It is to believe, that...
