My mom and my aunt were hurrying the three of us. It felt like a pretty normal morning. We were at the door, ready to head out. That's when the delivery came, it was addressed to me. It was a publisher asking me to join and write a book. I put it away in my room, I was going to ignore it like every other time. I wasn't going to write a book.
I was feeling just really self-conscious of my leg hair today, since I hadn't shaved and I was wearing capris. We sat in the car, and Reina decided to annoy me and pull at my leg hair. I swatted her hand away again and again but she wouldn't stop. Finally she pulled hard enough that she ripped a hair off of my leg. I screeched. That's when we got to out destination. It was a writer's convention that I had been dragged to by my mom and obviously Reina. As we got to the entrance of the building and head in, I began feeling extremely conscious of my leg hair, so I took a body bag? To cover myself. As I was complaining to my mom about my situation, I saw a girl who looked like she was a staff member from her uniform. The girl tilted her head to the side almost as if she were a creepy doll and her appearance began turning. Her brown hair turned white and her porcelain skin turned wrinkly.
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That One Time
Short Story"I'm sitting in my class when somebody catches my eye. As I get a good look at him, I'm left there gaping."
