Slightly Mad
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Last published Tue, Apr 17, 2018
"He is mine," I say to her through gritted teeth.
"And if you touch him again," I don't beed to finish, the bitch under my blade gets the idea. I draw my knife from her neck.
I back away as she shakes.
"Au revoir!" I say, turning my back and waving my knife in the air.
"Slightly Mad" in which Jennifer, otherwise known as Jenny, is your friendly neighborhood psychopath. Who has become infatuated with a normal, everyday boy. Who happens to have a girlfriend, and who happens to be her teacher. What happens when said teacher is a little too friendly and caring to Jenny, will she get the wrong idea? And what happens to his girlfriend?
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