Loopholes

Loopholes

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Her long, straight red hair glistened in the wind, as she sat, staring at the sky. But not a disturbance to her, she always wondered what the true life was like, was it just what she was already in? She jumped off the rock, and proceeded to walk back to her home, where a life still had to endure for 3 more years of this somewhat miserable life, she could only think about her friends, and that one annoying ass long distance boyfriend she had. She thought of how much of a troll he was, but she didn't care as long as he wasn’t like that to her. She then remembered a potato, it reminded her of how ugly brianna is. She laughed, and then threw a rock at a cactus lying on the ground, she then noticed a large gold dildo on the ground, engraved was “You’re not real, run, run from the NCR” she grew uneasy. “WHY THE FUCK WOULD ANYBODY HAVE A GOLDEN DILDO, LET ALONE ENGRAVE IT, FUCK YOU MURICA” She then got hit with something, it was the rock she threw at the cactus. “MOTHERFU- what the fuck!?!?” She then spotted another dildo by the cactus, that read “DILDO NIGGERS,” She stood there, then Morgan Freeman appeared beside her. “This is the best high I’ve ever had.” Cecelia said. “Tis not a high, Cecelia, tis just a request, I have an offer for you, do you wish to move in with your boyfriend, and dying with him? But give up having your friends?” She couldn’t comprehend what the fuck was going on let alone her boyfriend’s goddess being right in front of her. But giving her the chance to have him forever, but not her friends. Suddenly a loophole came to mind, nobody ever said she couldn’t just do what she was going to do, just wait, and move in with him (If everything goes good between the two) when she was 18 and could legally move out. “And if I reject this?” She asked. “Then your memory of him would be erased from your mind” He replied. “I’d rather lose him then the others that matter more to me” He grabbed her by the
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You had been attending the same school for over 15 years, obviously because you were born in the small town in North Carolina. You were living a pretty normal life, till all of the abductions started happening in 1977. But lets go back a bit. Lets go back to the year 1976. You had been on a night shift on November 18th, 1976. There were many more people than your previous shift. Really the only people there were dropouts, druggies, drug dealers, freaks, and alcoholics. All around the ages 14-22. Everybody was pretty chill with eachother, except for a few people, but that was just the minority. You had been zoned out while staring at the clock, then suddenly heard a DING! Some kid wanted to buy some cigarettes again. You looked at him and he said "Jesus kid, you in a mental insitute or something? Snap out of it." you ringed him up after he asked you for a pack of camels, and then looked at a familiar guy playing pinball. The same blonde that got over 100,000 his last time he came. Everybody started hyping him up, so he's trying to beat 100,000. You remember the mess you had to clean up after some kid accidently knocked over a bunch of beer. You like to not think about how it ruined your favorite pair of shoes. He messed up again, and kicked the machine. You yelled out to him "That thing costs money you know." then he looked at you. His face almost looked angelic. But he had been the jerk of your highschool, so he couldn't be that angelic. He looked away and picked at his pockets. He pulled out nothing. He started walking up to you and started asking for a dime. "Come on, I feed you guys this money all the damn time. Plus you will just get it back." "Then maybe don't waste all your money on pinball. We've gained around $200 with you coming here almost everyday. Thanks for that." and then you smiled while picking up your book. He looked at you in anger, then you looked back up at him. He looked like he was in a bad mood. "Here's a dime." you said handing him a dime.

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