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Short Story Part 4 After I confessed to Donna how much I despise ballet, and then briefly explained how I just dance because my mother wants me to. "You see," I began, I began, while smoking my cigarette due to the persistance of Donna saying "It's not illegal to smoke every now and again." she never said that just 'one little ciggy' would lead to another....and another. "It sounded cool when I was like six years old. But if I was still six I would think Barbie dolls were real." Donna started laughing at that, the puffs of 'ciggy' smoke coming out along with her breath "I used to bite the heads off of my Barbie dolls everytime my mother got me one," she sneeredShort Story Part 4 by ~naruhina101
Best Friend My Best Friend.Best Friend by ~naruhina101
When I was little
I used to sit in recess
And watch the kids go,
Go with their best friends,
They look like they're going to be together
Together forever
Or so they think
Soon they won't even
Remember each other's name
But I would always watch them
And think;
when can I have a best friend?
Someone t can turn to
Somebody who'll always be there
But I don't think I ever will.
I used to try, though
But I was never me,
I was their problem fixer
Their listener who has nothing left
But to sit down, shut up, and listen
I'll try to open up myself to them,
Or even let out all the misery and
Loneliness I've had s
Short Story Part 3 ♥Short Story Part 3 by ~naruhina101
After running a couple more blocks, my heart practically beating my ribcage apart I stopped. As I heaved and coughed with how exhausted I was from running, I took a good look from where I stopped. It was rather chilly this certain night, and the fool I am in a tank top and simple yoga shorts were not a very suitable source for warmth. Shivering while watching my breath come out as a puff of smoke in front of me as I looked behind me; nothing but a huge vacant field that if you see closely, has a bit of a small forest a little far back. The area is mainly used by the neighborhood kids to play sports or just sit there and stare up at t
One day, One day, my best friend and I were sitting down behind some stairs. Usually, nobody could get us to shut up.One day, by ~naruhina101
Now nobody can get us to speak.
It felt horrible….sitting there with somebody I trusted with my life….
And feel uncomfortable.
I should say something, I thought, Make this tension go away..
But I didn't.
One day, we were on the phone. I was trying to be cheery as I talked about my day in school. Talking about all the dumb stuff people said, and done.
Laughed at how people try to be as fake as possible.
So how was your day? I asked, wondering what kind of story she had.
Okay. was all I got.
Did anything funny happen?
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